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but while ur growing up tell us about your steamed kmart salmon
It was a special one week engagement they ran. Instead of international days, they made it seafood week. And buddy, was there a line. I waited for 40-50 minutes just to even get inside the actual cafeteria, all the while hearing the joyful moans of people enjoying their salmon. And all at Kmart, nonetheless! I finally get up in line and they announce there are only 3 more pieces left. I quickly counted ahead, 1..2...3...4....4 SHIT! Of all the luck! How could I be shut out of this delicious salmon that had the entire store shut down all day?!!
what to get. Back and forth with her husband, who's getting a piece. She looks at the stuffed chicken breast. Then the salmon. Then the chicken breast. Then the salmon. The suspense was killing me. JUST GET THE FUCKING CHICKEN YA OLD BITCH! I wanted to scream it over the store p.a. but I held it back.
And finally, FINALLY, this old fossil says, "we'll, I'll get the chicken. I always get it, but I know it's good." And as they were plating her chicken breast, angels started singing. THIS WAS REALLY HAPPENING! I was really about to taste the delicacy from the depths of the sea. "I'll have that last piece of salmon," I said gleefully. She scooped it out, and sopped it up in the extra butter that was laying in the pan and put it on a plate. Then she announced, "We're outta salmon!" And the air left the cafeteria. That line that went from the back of the store to the front of the store suddenly disappeared. As I paid the $4.25 (I gotta baked potato, roll, n a mt dew), I couldn't wait to sit down and eat. The smell was intoxicating. Freshly caught salmon, flown in the same day so we could enjoy it fresh. That's when Kmart had clout, fellas. And to this day, best piece of salmon I've ever had.
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