Snakeburger

I stood in line at the store for food, waiting to get my food. I was planning on ordering the usual: a big burger and a mashed side. I was thinking about what I was going to be eating and I was drooling when I saw the person in front of leave from the line. I was next in line. I went up to the worker. She said "Hello." I said "Big Burger. Mashed." She smiled a little but then said. "Would you like to try out new Snakeburger instead?" I was shocked. I want my big burger. But.. Snakeburger? I had never heard of that. I had heard of a snake, and also of a bruger, but never together. I wonder what it could be. A burger with snake meat? Or... I shuddered to think... a bruger that was a snake and would bite you. As if reading my mind, the worker said "It is a bruger that is a snake and will bite you."

I was shocked. Who would sell that? No one would pay for that. Right? But then I noticed the guy was in front of line in me was lying DEAD on the ground. I was shocked. "...Was... Did he eat the Snakeburger?" I asked. "No, he had normal food." "Oh." "I think he just slipped on the floor water and shattered into many pieces." "Oh ok."

I was no longer shocked, but I was still afraid. I shakily rose my hand with a big pointing finger and asked the worker "Were you joking when you said the Snakeburger will bite me?" She replied and shook her head "No, it will fatally bite you." I was shocked. But she must have been joking. I got a text from my friend that said "Eat the Snakeburger." I gulped. Ok. I mean I said "Ok." And ordered the Snakeburger. "Enjoy sir." Said the worker. She handed me the Snakeburger. It was a Mozambique spitting cobra in between two hambruger buns. I was never found again.

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Credited to Doctor Dark Master

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