>>18177963>>18177963Colby Jefferson struggles and squirms in Miss USA's grasp, their bodies now made slippery by an unholy and disgusting mixture of Hawaiian Punch, salad dressing, mustard, sweat, and tears. Her glasses and purse are lost in the melee, but she can't bring herself to care as she desperately tries to break free and lay in more body shots to Miss USA.
Miss USA biels Colby over a counter of the meat aisle but Colby swings a foot wildly and stuns her with a kick, then comes up on her feet and grabs an enormous fresh, dripping roast from behind the counter. She wallops Miss USA across the face with it, driving her back, then vaults back over the counter.
"You thought I had beef with you before, Missy? You have no idea the misteak that you've made!"
Colby grabs a long, floppy length of keilbasa that would give the Purple Warrior a run for its money from behind the counter. She rushes Miss USA with it raised high, then tries to stab her in the eye with it. But Miss USA catches Colby's wrist with both hands to block, and cuts her off with a kick to the stomach as they stumble towards the cereal and dry goods aisle. Colby drops the sausage and doubles over, gasping.
