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Honestly sounds traumatizing. I was getting anxiety just reading it. Reliving every moment. Ever jar of applesauce just blasting down the conveyor belt. Ground beef jettisoning past the scanner at break neck pace. Jars and cans...fruits, veggies....all just hurling through the checkout like asteroids zipping through space. And then her kids are screaming too? "Mom! Mom! my lunchables!"
Ughhh...that poor woman. Sounds horrifying. The kind of stuff they make movies and video games out of.
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