Nate wrote:I got a lunch lady is in the auditorium and needs to hide something. That sounds somewhat suspicious to me, and it sounds like it involves something quite illegal...The health inspector was going to be there any minute now, lunch lady Morris thought, and he was going to fire her if he found out. For so long now, every student in the school were complaining of foul tasting meat, and after seventeen years of such complaints, which were usually dismissed as the normal lunch food rumblings, it had finally occured to someone in the FDA that something was afoot. With little time left, lunch lady Morris stuffed all her special ingredients into one can. She gathered the rat tails, the eyes of newt, and her own special seasoning into a one gallon coffee can. Before long, she was rushing head-first like a bull down the hallway and into the auditorium. No one would ever think to check the auditorium for malicious use of food. No one.In her desperate rush, she clambered over chairs and nearly sent an entire row of ladders, which were diligently arranged so as to hang banners for the upcoming school talent show, crashing down into the orchestra pit. A few trombones and saxophones and clarinets then went sailing into the air only to land with a loud "THUMP!" on a display of red paint cans.Needless to say, lunch lady Morris was sprayed all over with red paint, but not before hiding her ingredients in a small, inconspicious cubby hole. Exasperated as she was, she hardly notice the red paint and so rushed back to the cafeteria so as to greet the health inspector with a gracious smile.But upon reaching the cafeteria, she found the health inspector to already be there, and upon seeing her he instantly said, "Lunch lady Morris! We've caught you red-handed!"
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