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So I just went out with friends to Applebee's, and since I hate Applebee's, I started making jokes about how the food could kill someone. Anyway, I eventually stopped, and dinner went on and we were having fun.

Later, my friend Beth asked if they had Doggy Bags for all the food, because she couldn't finish hers. Well, my friend Kenny misunderstood her, and thought she asked for a Body Bag, and he's all, "WHY? Do you think you're gonna die?" I said, "well, Like I said, the food COULD kill... No, you moron, she asked for a Doggy Bag, y'know, a box for to take the food home with one!"

Suddenly this ambulance pulls in and all these paramedics get out with a stretcher and the little electric heart shock thingy and just rush in (we were safely outside).

One of my friends immediately shouts: "CUJO! YOU EVIL, EVIL PERSON!!!! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!! YOU WISHED THAT EVIL ON THEM"

I say, "IT WASN'T ME!!! Kenny asked about the Body Bags!!! This is God's way of answering his question!!! GOD'S SICK, TWISTED LITTLE WAY!!!!"

Of course we start laughing (like the horrible little shits my friends and I are), but eventually we felt bad enough to stop, and actually hope everyone's alright, and since no one actually got brought out on the stretcher, everything was obviously fine.