Together, we can break the world record for longest book. When this challenge gets the necessary number of entries, it will expire and we will turn it into a book. Each entry will be its own chapter. Feel free to build from existing entries or write something radically different.

May 1, 2069

I woke up to a blonde, my favorite meal, as far as I can remember. I'm still looking for my left ear, I could've sworn I left it at the morgue. Maybe Gary stole it. For some reason he thinks if he gives Kate enough ears she'll go out with him. I don't blame him, at least he's trying to get laid. The humans still think we're after their flesh. I don't know how to tell them we're only asking how to get to the nearest bathroom. Then they go all Edmund Kemper on us and it becomes self defense.