A girl with long brown hair walked up to the booth and the lady with the red apron snapped her head around and stared into the girls eyes.
"May...I...try one ma'am?" asked the girl politely.<> "Why of course...darling, go right ahead." said the lady in the red apron. The girl stabbed a Meatsy Bit with a toothpick and placed it in her mouth.
"Pretty good isn't it?" asked the lady. The girl nodded her head while chewing. "Well!," suddenly screamed the lady in a screeching , demonic voice, "I bet you'd taste pretty f@#$ing good too!!!", as she lunged over the booth, knocking it over and sending the oven crashing to the floor with the Meatsy Bitz flying into the air. The women in the red vest grabbed the girl by the neck and smashed her onto the floor of the supermarket. The girl screamed as the women sunk her teeth into the girls chest, and began tearing with her claws at the girls stomach. The woman thrashed her head from side to side, and blood sprayed into the air in all directions. People ran screeching away and parents covered their children's eyes. For ten minutes or so crunching of bones and the snapping of tendons could be heard through out the store. Finally the woman in the red apron, now an even darker shade of red, finished her meal and dabbed at her lips with a moist towlet. One by one the people began to come out from their hiding places. One man in the bread aisle began to clap. One by one people began to join in until everyone in the store was clapping and cheering. They began to chant, "Speak, speak, speak!"
The lady in the red apron was pushed up on to one of the checkouts, where she picked up the intercom microphone. She cleared her throat. "Well...", she began, "What can I say at a time like this...I know what to do, blame it on the potpourri!"
The store burst into laughter and the wine and beer refrigerator was opened. The party lasted into the night, and all was joyful once again.
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