Pallet

“How did she die?” asked Sprite.

“Alice worked at a Nestle factory,” replied Lucy. “She was crushed under a pallet of chocolate. When she tried to attract attention by shouting “The milky bars are on me,” everyone cheered.”

“Cripes,” gasped Sprite. “That’s not sugarcoating it.”

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