You ring up your enemy to come over to your house for a truce.

(He can be a bully at school or a co-worker you hate... or Hitler. Doesn't matter.)

Sam hides behind your house as you greet you "friend" at the door.

"I was thinking we could eat in the backyard. It's a nice day after all!"

"Of course... I'm used to the large amount of room at my place anyways, and by the looks of your house I wouldn't like it."

I hope you don't mind the amount of room you'll have in Sam's stomach.

You lead your enemy in the back yard and Sam snatches him immediately. The enemy squirms and screams in his hands and tries to escape by falling, but Sam just catches them again. Sam lays down and laughs at your enemy. With an evil smirk he opens his mouth and drops them in. You put your ear next to Sam's throat and listen as well as feel him slowly slide down into Sam's stomach. You lay on Sam's stomach listening to the pleas of your enemy and feel at ease.

"Would you like them to survive this?" Sam asked.

"Yeah sure, I don't want blood on my hands. But could they leave out the back door to make it more humiliating for them?" Sam shrugged.

(No I won't write about it, I'm keeping this PG-13!)