Sausage And Spice And All That’s Not Nice

Imagine you’re sleeping. Suddenly you wake up and someone is rubbing spices on you and hitting your buddy with a sausage. Both the spices and the sausage came from your own kitchen. What the fuck. Then the guy runs out in only a shirt, boxer shorts and socks. You discover some money is mmissing, but you have something extra. You have his wallet, complete with ID. It didn’t take long for police to find him, and your money. But one thing they’ll never find is the sausage. He discarded it and a dog ate it. A dog ate the weapon. Yup, definitely belongs in the completely and utterly bizarre happenings files.

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