Cannibal's House of Horror: HOME is where the heart is—and the lungs, liver and kidneys too.
Man, I will NEVER be able to look at a frozen pizza the same way again....
Matteo wanted me to burn his testicles with a flame thrower. And he wanted me to hammer his body down with nails and pins while he was whipped to death. I found that a bit weird.
- Armin Miewes
OK, when any of you are tempted to question my sanity and/or grip on reality, I want you to remember this story. And, no, I think I'll have to pass on that hamburger, thank you very much....
Armin Miewes will probably tell you that he's a quiet sort who was doing research for a cookbook he had been working on for several years (OK, so I'm making that part up- it's my site, and I can do that....). Then again, perhaps he really IS a world-class sicko. Of course, the fact that his collaborators would enter his home but never leave DID have local tongues wagging.
Meiwes' spooky, 44-roomed half-timbered sprawl was nicknamed "the ghost house" long before he started luring potential dinners back.
Police took away truckloads of contents after discovering Berlin computer expert Bernd Brandes had been stabbed to death, filleted and eaten there....
He cooked some every day for 10 months, even trying to make flour by grinding baked arm bone. The leftovers and teeth were buried in the garden— near a barbecue used regularly for human grills.
It was only when supplies started running low that Meiwes began trawling for fresh victims. Police arrested him when a young Austrian man he contacted was horrified to discover it was no joke.
When cops raided Meiwes' ramshackle home they found just 15lb of Brandes left in the freeezer.
Apparently, a little bit goes a long way, no?? Besides, no self-respecting cannibal would waste a perfectly good corpse that he went through so much trouble to obtain. A good steward wastes nothing, no??