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 During my lunch break, I wandered over to the local grocery shop. Unsure about what to get, I wound up staring at the small selection of soups. I was lost in a nice soup trance until I heard, "I forgot what I came in here to get! Oh... oh..." I looked up and saw this lady with long white hair and blazing blue eyes that screamed against her pale, freckled skin. She had this crazed look in her eyes as she came towards me. A very odd smile spread across her face once our eyes locked. "Oh... oh... chips! CHIPS!" Suddenly aware of what was happening, I started backing away. It was the only way out of the aisle because it was so narrow. "I KNOW WHAT I WANT! A BIG BAG OF WISE POTATO CHIPS!!!" She was shouting at this point (at me? At the invisible person behind me?), and she was not letting up. I managed to get out of the way just in time, tripping over a box at the end of the aisle. She shoved past me and rounded the corner to the shelf of chips. "No... NO!" I heard her rustling through bags and then heard her walking back towards the register. "Hey... HEY!!!" Then an exasperated sigh. Checking that the coast was clear, I went back to my spot by the soups and decided, nah, no soup for me today. No TrackBacksTrackBack URL: http://www.toastier.org/cgi-bin/mt/mt-tb.cgi/300 |
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Oi.. attack of the chips-chips !! (at least they weren't chocolate, right? D:)
NO SOUP FOR YOU!
Lizsu: No, not chocolate!
Rachel: THE SOUP NAZI!!