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As I read Tophat's post I could hear the chopping of onions, the thick sound of ketchup squeezing from a plastic bottle, the sharp *ding* of a frycooks bell . . . I had to quickly hit backspace before the eerie spell of his echoed words pulled me into some hell of condiments and crusty buns.
Please, Tophat - edit your post at least with a warning for those unwary perusers of this thread!
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