As the local chef of Redding tries to carry the fresh meat out front a cowboy appraches him.... |
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| Why hey there sir what you got there? | |
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| Uh..um ..it...it is meat for the local taverns | |
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The cowboy tries to grab the pan of meat out of the chefs hands vicously, yet the chef does not let go. |
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| oh really heh... not anymore it isnt give me here that scrumptious meat. | |
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| NO!...NO! u can't please dont I beg of you | |
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Then right out of the corner came a Tory sergeant to help the chef in his time of need. |
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| Dont worry sir I have it all under control continue with your duties | |
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| Y..y..es sergeant tha..thank you for your help | |
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