As Micky and Peter headed to the store, the two were not looking forward to what the place was going to look like.
"Man, I hate hate to see what the supermarket is gonna look like the day before Thanksgiving," said Micky.
"Same here," said Peter.
When they got to the store, they had a hard time finding a spot to park.
"Oh, there's one," said Peter, pointing to an open space.
Micky drove to it, but an elderly woman zoomed to it.
"Ya snooze, you lose sonny," said the woman, getting out of her car, and racing into the store.
After driving around for sometime, Peter and Micky manage to find a spot.
When the two got into the store, it was packed wall to wall with people.
"Wow," said Peter.
"Yeah," said Micky, "Well, let's begin our search for a turkey."
The two decided to split up and began to see where the turkeys were located.
Micky raced around the store, until he got to the frozen food.
"MMM, let's see, he said, looking around, frozen veggies, frozen pies, frozen meals."
Micky then spotted a case in the middle of the frozen food area, with the sign 'frozen turkeys' on the side.
"Bingo," he said.
He dashed to the case, and was about to grab the last turkey, when someone else showed up.
It was the elderly woman who took the spot in the parking lot.
She then snatched the turkey.
"You snooze, you lose again sonny," said the woman.
"Oh no you don't," said Micky.
He was about to take the turkey away from the woman, when she than began hitting him with her purse.
"Ow, hey stop that," said Micky, "I hope Peter's having better luck than me."
Meanwhile, in another part of the store, Peter was looking for the turkeys as well. He had already picked up some stuffing mix and a few other things.
"Nothing around here." Peter said to himself, as he wondered around the aisles, pushing his cart. "I guess I'll go see if Micky's having any luck."
He slowly weaved his way around the people rushing back and forth. One time he was rear-ended by a woman with a cart full of food. She glared at him.
"Watch where you're going!" She snapped at him.
"Ok, next time I'll walk backwards." Peter replied, getting annoyed at all the bad behavior around him.
The woman just huffed and strode away. Peter shook his head and finally got over to the frozen food section where he saw Micky being assaulted by the old lady.
"How dare you try and take a turkey off a defenseless old lady!" She shouted at him, while hitting him with her purse.
"OW, lady, I'm sorry!" Micky replied.
Peter looked over at a pole and saw a phone attached to it. Next to it was a list of numbers to call. The phone was used to make announcements and to call for assistance. With a smile on his face, Peter picked up the phone, dialed the number used for the PA system and spoke in an official-sounding voice:
"Attention, Shoppers!" Peter said. "There is a Brown Chevy sedan with a white top on fire in the parking lot. Please attend to your vehicle."
The lady stopped hitting Micky and looked toward the door.
"That's my car!" She exclaimed.
Forgetting Micky, she began to run and push her cart ahead of her-and into another woman pushing a cart full of food! The food on top of both carts spilled onto the floor.
"Watch where you're going!" The elderly lady shouted, abandoning her cart and running out the door.
"Hey, who's gonna clean up this mess?" The other woman shouted.
"Oh, we will!" Micky and Peter shouted.
They quickly picked the items up and placed them back in the carts-but put the turkey in Peter's cart!
"Thank you very much." The other lady said.
"Think nothing of it, ma'am." Micky smiled.
The two Monkees quickly made a beeline to the checkout counter.
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