This couldn’t get anymore stereotypical if they all had margaritas and someone was hitting a piñata.
Hey weird lady, perhaps you & Babe would be more comfortable not inside a damn store and so close to the butcher. Just saying.
Good, maybe that bird can constantly repeat “No birds in the damn store” to you over and over and over again until you get the picture.
Girl, you best get that nonsense out of my face and out of this store before I gotta call my man Samuel L. Jackson on your ass.