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		| Joel Parsons
 Memphis, Tennessee USA
 
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	| (Joel and Kris pull up to the drive-through window at McDonalds to pick up their food - a spicy chicken sandwich value meal and a juice box.  It is brisk and dark outside.)
 Joel (to the liar at the window):  Can I get some sweet and sour sauce?
 Liar: (disinterestedly) Its in the bag.
 Joel:  There's sweet and sour in the bag already?  Wow.  Thanks.
 (Joel pulls the car about two feet forward, slams on brakes)
 Joel: (to Kris)  Is there sauce in the bag?
 Kris: (checks bag) No.
 Joel: (with window still down and Liar still hanging her head out the window, yelling gutterally)  THAT BITCH!
 Liar: (Hearing Joel and becoming angry, yells unintelligably out the window for a short period of time, waving fist "youwancom back here etc.")
 Joel and Kris stare at her throughthe rearview mirror.
 silence
 Joel: (sticking head out car window and yelling back at her) There's no sauce in the bag!
 (Joel and Kris speed away)
 
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