Dinner-Time Horror!?

They took the sharpened knife, and plunged it down, making contact with the tender flesh. They started to hack at it, back and forth the knife went, making a tear in the supple meat. They pierced it completely and began peeling the two sides apart from each other, the ripping noise was unbearable to you. With yet another cold, metal tool, they stabbed it ferociously, with no mercy nor sympathy. The picked it up, fluids and juices dripping from the bottom and spilling from the stab wounds and motioned it closer to you, and with a deep voice asking: Want some ham? We've got mashed potatoes too if you'd like. Grandma's specialty!~