A factory. It takes three financial quarters to ship product, cancels most orders for lack of complete blueprints, and shuts down every few weeks for maintenence and cleaning, which can literally be painful for the owner.

I live in a can, and green I am. I live in a magical place, where counting often takes place.

If you take away one hand, some will remain.

wet and pink, I'm where you place your meat. bumps explode from flavors touch, the more you grow, the less you know. missing and you'll sound unique, sometimes you bite me and not your cheek.

I live in a cave, wiggling and free, I gossip, I slurp, and sneak snacks with thee. I don’t have legs but I sure love to roam, helping you talk or whistle where I’m right at home.