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Chris
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« on: July 03, 2008, 11:35:40 PM »

 
(This is just too funny! This could only be true; you simply can't
 make this stuff up! Oh, and for those who don’t know, Dillard's is
 a nice department store.)
 
Clutching their Dillard's shopping bags, Ellen and Kay woefully
 Gazed down at a dead cat in the mall parking lot. Obviously a
 Recent hit...no flies, no smell. What business could that poor kitty
 Have had here?' murmured Ellen.
 
'Come on, Ellen, let's just go...'
 
But Ellen had already grabbed her shopping bag and was explaining,
 'I'll just put my things in your bag, and then I'll use this tissue.'
 She dumped her purchases into Kay's bag and then used the tissue
 Paper to cradle and lower the former feline into her own Dillard's
 Bag and cover it.
 
They continued the short trek to the car in silence, stashing their
 Goods in the trunk. But it occurred to both of them that if they left
 Ellen's burial bag in the trunk, warmed by the TEXAS sunshine while
 They ate, Kay's Lumina would soon lose that new-car smell.
 
They decided to leave the bag on top of the trunk, and they headed
 Over to Luby's Cafeteria. After they went through the serving line
 And they sat down at a window table. They had a view of Kay's Chevy
 With the Dillard's bag still on the trunk.
 
BUT not for long! As they ate, they noticed a woman in a red gingham
 Shirt stroll by their car. She looked quickly this way and that, and then
 Took the Dillard's bag without breaking stride. She quickly walked out
 Of their line of vision.
 
Kay and Ellen shot each other a wide-eyed look of amazement. It all
 Happened so fast that neither of them could think how to respond.
 'Can you imagine?' finally sputtered Ellen. 'The nerve of that woman!'
 
Kay sympathized with Ellen, but inwardly a laugh was building as she
 Thought about the grand surprise awaiting the female thief. Just when
 She thought she'd have to giggle into her napkin, she noticed Ellen's
 Eyes freeze in the direction of the serving line.
 
Following her gaze, Kay recognized the woman in the red gingham shirt
 With THE Dillard's bag hanging from her arm. She was brazenly pushing
 Her tray toward the cashier. Helplessly they watched the scene unfold:
 
After leaving the register, the woman settled at a table across from
 Theirs, put the bag on an empty chair and began to eat.
 
After a few bites of baked whitefish and green beans, she casually
 Lifted the bag into her lap to survey her treasure.. Looking from side
 To side, but not far enough to notice her rapt audience three tables
 Over, she pulled out the tissue paper and peered into the bag.
 Her eyes widened, and she began to make a sort of gasping noise.
 The noise grew. The bag slid from her lap as she sank to the floor,
 Wheezing and clutching her upper chest.
 
The beverage cart attendant quickly recognized a customer in
 Trouble and sent the busboy to call 911, while she administered
 The Heimlich maneuver. A crowd quickly gathered that did not
 Include Ellen and Kay, who remained riveted to their chairs for
 Seven whole minutes until the ambulance arrived.
 
In a matter of minutes, the woman with the red gingham shirt
 Emerged from the crowd, still gasping, and securely strapped
 On a gurney.. Two well-trained EMS volunteers steered her to
 The waiting ambulance, while a third scooped up her belongings.
 
The last they saw of the distressed cat-burglar was as she
 Disappeared behind the ambulance doors,............... The Dillard's
 Bag perched on her stomach!!
 
Sometimes, God does take care of those who do bad things!
 (AND once in awhile...He allows us to witness it!)
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