So all these Pringles were sitting in the basement. In neat little rows. And there were... like... 3 of each flavor upstairs on the aisle one Pringle's shelf... and so every time a Pringle was actually SOLD... which didn't happen that often becuase you could HARDLY SEE THEM... someone had to haul a Pringle canister up the stairs to fill the slot.
NO MORE!!
THE PRINGLE FOREST IS FULL OF PRINGLE LIFE!!
Now, when it is time, I order the required Pringle flavor and SLAM the whole case out onto the shelf.
That's my style.
Case Slamming.
Take no prisoners!
Death To Backstock!!
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