Sometimes I tend to be confused. Ending up with a gun in my left hand pointing at the indian looking cashier, and my right hand holding a chocolate bar. Then you might notice that I've got a problem, because I'm right handed. So I'll have a hard time reaching the contents of this very delicious chocolate bar. Usually the person on the other side of the gun, the one looking down the barrel, starts to get really nervous as soon as I try to open the chocolate bar with both hands. Which causes me to point the gun in all kinds of direction.

At this point I usually call back to my mind, that this might be very confusing for the police officer, who will have to investigate the security video. So I drop the chocolate bar, cursing the producing company for not having thought of such a case , make a side note to unleash hell upon the ones responsible and finish the "job".

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