Chapter Eighteen

Jew Barbecue

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“Can't you just be polite? This little girl’s woikn’ heeya. She gots udder people to take care of what might get snippy if she takes too long! You want Texas Toast? That’s like breakfast.”

“It’s not waffles though.”

“It’s not a kick in the teat neither, but guess which one you’re more likely to get in the next 15 seconds!”

The child buried her head in her screen machine.

“Good. Give us a Texas Toast and an apple juice!”

“But I told you four times what I wanted.”

“You wanted waffles and you can stuff yourself with all the freakn’ waffles you want tomorrow morning. That’s if I don’t fill you full of cement and throw you off the ferry this afternoon.”



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“Can't you just be polite? This little girl’s woikn’ heeya. She gots udder people to take care of what might get snippy if she takes too long! You want Texas Toast? That’s like breakfast.”

“It’s not waffles though.”

“It’s not a kick in the teat neither, but guess which one you’re more likely to get in the next 15 seconds!”

The child buried her head in her screen machine.

“Good. Give us a Texas Toast and an apple juice!”

“But I told you four times what I wanted.”

“You wanted waffles and you can stuff yourself with all the freakn’ waffles you want tomorrow morning. That’s if I don’t fill you full of cement and throw you off the ferry this afternoon.”