It's hot. It's late. You're tired and the only thing you can think about is getting out of here, taking a shower to wash all the sweat and grease off of you, and having a nice cold beer. That's not going to happen, though. The Evil Waitress that's been there for 20 years is taking a table because they're her regulars and she wants the tips, even though the kitchen closed 10 minutes ago and these guys will take 40 minutes to order the appetizer. The 14" chefs knife is right there, so sharp, and he looks so lonely all clean and shiny. Ahh to walk out there and bury that to the hilt in the neck of that stuckup, nose in the air waitress. Then just scoot on over to the table where the late walkins are...sigh. That's a normal thing. Late walkins, Evil Waitresses, crappy hours, no holidays off. Welcome to a Chef's life. How do ya deal with it, you ask? What stops you from really going out there and taking a boning knife to the backs of the grumpy patrons legs? I'm not sure. Never stopped me before. But after the first 6 or so it started to get harder and harder to hide the bodies. Then the idea struck me to "hide em in plain sight". No one notices the elephant in the livingroom, right? So no one should notice that patrons are missing and the loony in the kitchen has started selling things out of human remains. Well, no one has yet.
Sous Chef
Hallo! I am Kelly and am responsible for all the girlie things here at Wicked Chef Creations. I'm usually the one at the booth, so stop by and tell me "Hi!" Or become my new best friend and bring me a diet coke and vodka!
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See us at HorrorHound Weekend Indianapolis, Indiana March 26-28, 2010
