((You actually just pay over the Internet with your Tac-Pad, but I'll accept that))
"Thank you, thank you!"
The oven beeps and he opens its door. Steam billows out of the oven, and from it the chef quickly pulls the metal platter of "Atomic Cow Tongue," which is now brown instead of a normal pink, and it sizzles with baked saliva. He slides the searing hot platter over the table to you.
"Enjoy!" He bows thankfully.
The texture is very rubbery, yet it has an outer crunch. It tastes like beef, just like a cow should. But then after you swallow it, there's a slightly sour taste in your mouth. Nuclear acids? Maybe.
The chef peers over the counter and stares at you with wide eyes, curses in Japanese, and then backs away. A great commotion can be heard from the other side of the booth, and then the fading sound of heavy footsteps.
Did he just run away?
.....damm it....
*slwoly reaches for a srynge on his lower armor coat*]
alright...
*injects himsel*
ok....
*the right eye glwos red*
ARGGHH> WHERE IS THAT -blam!-ER!
*draws hsi katans and cuts the coutner in half*
GET OVER HERE SUCKER!!!
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