Derrick watches from behind the giant's foot all his goats one by one getting swallowed alive. Like peas they all tumble along the tongue before descending down his throat. The last one the giant has one last plan. He flicks it from his fingers into the air, holding his mouth wide open and tongue stretched. It's hard for Derrick to tell if his last goat got killed by such recklessness. Overall by the time it lands on his tongue, it would have already fainted as it slides down. The swallow takes long for Derrick as he sees his last bit of livestock devoured by a tunic-wearing muscle-bound giant.
Licking his lips, the giant lifts his foot off of the house and suddenly Derrick hears "What have we got here?" From his seat he grabs him before he can react and he meets the goat-eater face to face. "What are you, little insect?" he asks in a thunderous voice. "I am Derrick, a lowly farmer. Why did you eat my goats?" The giant smiles. "Sorry, little gnat, but I need a lot of meat to feed this body of mine. What are you going to do about it?"
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