Heyheyheyhey! Guess who's talking! It's ME! Stacy! Casey isn't here right now. She's on her vacay. So I'm going to tell you a story instead. This is when you say: "YAY! STORIES!"
Me: One upon a time there lived an old lady. She worked at an old- fashioned candy store. She was so friendly, but everyone avoided her at all costs. She made the most delicious candy, but she made all of her candy with her BARE, UNWASHED, FILTHY HANDS. And one day, a little boy wandered into the shop, hoping to find something for him to eat. He did. There were swedish fish, peppermint sticks, gumdrops, and even those jellybeans that are dirt-flavored. (Or was it crap-flavored???) Anyways, the little boy bought all of that candy. He absolutely LOVED it. He must've gained at least 12 pounds. A month after his amazing CANDY-TASTIC experience, he had his annual check-up at the doctor's. The docter said, "You have Salmonilla. Lolz!" And so the boy found out he was seriously ill, and would need to take as much medicine as he did candy. Who's fault was this? That STUPID OLD PERSON WHO NEVER USED GLOVES AT WORK. And here I was thinking that all old peeps were nice people who gave out cookies, made wilth LOVE and FLOUR. But no, this person was different...
.... She was unsanitary. And idiotic.
~The End~
Anyways, I got the inspiration for this story when I watched a show on the food network. This old lady was touching and making candy with her bare hands!!! I bet a kid really DID get sick from that candy.
P.S. BANANAS!!
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