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reaction was. "I have prescription coverage! What's your last name!!" "Ok ma'am. Take a look at this." I picked up a counting spatula and showed the customer a reflection of herself in the metal part of the spatula. "Look ma'am. This is how you look when your upset." As she peered into the spatula I flexed it back to its furthest point and then let go. The spatula smacked her bulls-eye in the nose. The customer staggered backwards falling into the lubricating jelly and condoms. She then broke out her cell phone and dialed 1-800-Bite-Aid. . . . |
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