The Parking

==Going to the Mall==
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:: STOOOOOOOOOOP!
:: What? What?
:: There's a space closer to the entrance. 
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:: Gosh darn it, it's going to take ages to find a spot now! Oh don't worry honey, these things happen...
:: I know. I'm crying because I'm gonna have to walk now!
==Finding a Parking Space==
:: There! An old lady walking back to her car!
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:: Okay, it's a good idea to follow someone, but we need to be more intelligent with our profiling. Take those three. Shopping bags tell us they're going back to their cars, which will leave us with the choice of three spaces. The question is: which one will leave the space first. Look at the pepperoni guy's bags. The contours suggest he's bought toys and juice boxes, so he's a happy family man. Right? Wrong. Look closely at his face. See his constrained smile? That's the face of a man who has been broken by too much shopping. His wife has sent him to the car so she can continue in peace. Now he's having a nervous breakdown 'cause he's gonna wait there for hours. Now take guy number two. Notice he doesn't have a wedding ring? He's on his own, he doesn't have to wait for anyone, he'll be out of here quickly. But, observe the tan mark on his wrist where his watch should be, was it stolen? Possibly, but judging from the rest of his clothes, the watch wouldn't be worth stealing, more likely he just lost it or forgot to put it on this morning. Either way this means he's sloppy, inattentive, forgetful-
:: Okay, what's your point?
:: He can't remember where he parked. This leaves us with our third subject. Who... left while I was busy showing off and gave some other guy time to take his space... 
:: Don't worry, it was pretty impressive, and it gave time for the old lady to reach her car!
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:: Okay, okay, I got an idea. People make assumptions based on how you behave, right? So if you act like a rich person, they think you are a rich person.
:: How's that gonna help?
:: Just give me your tie. Son, park her up, will you? And be careful with the paint job, it costs more than you make in a year. Let me fix that. There you go. 
==Faking and Fake-Outs==
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:: Oh, every space is taken. Honey, stop! Wait here a second.
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:: Can't we just go into the mall with Dad, and then you can find a space on your own?
:: No, we're a family which means we do our suffering together. Come on, guys, it's still a fun family day out. Let's turn those frowns upside down. Good enough.
:: Abraca-tada!
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:: Hey, you're not allowed to do that!
:: Ah! It wasn't me!
:: Yeah, it was.
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:: Oh, my god, are you okay?
:: What do you think?
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:: It's a parking paradise.
:: It's a vehicular Valhalla.
:: It's a short stay Shangri-La.
:: No, it's not, it's a parking lot.
:: Let's go!
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:: More parking coming soon. Dad!
:: Sorry, I needed to see if it opened yet. Ah, massive sandwich! Darn you, giant pictures of things I want!
==Songs and Games==
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:, , , & : Ninety-nine bottles of age-appropriate beverage on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of age-appropriate beverage on the wall, take one down, pass it around, ninety-eight bottles of age-appropriate beverage bottles on the wall... Fifty-two bottles of age-appropriate beverage on the wall, fifty-two bottles of age-appropriate beverage on the wall... One bottle of age-appropriate beverage on the wall, one bottle of age-appropriate beverage on the wall, nanananananananana...
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:, , , & : Ninety-nine bottles of age-appropriate-
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:: Why don't we play a game?
:: Good idea! I spy with my little eye something beginning with S.
:: Is it the... suffocating feeling that we're never gonna leave this car?
:: Nope.
:: Is it the slow onset of insanity?
:: No.
:: Is it super shiny sparkling sunflowers?
:: No, give up? It was... space.
:: What? Where?
:: It was there. But, it's gone now.
:: What is wrong with you?! Why didn't you just tell us straight away?! No no no no no no, wait! 
==Vandalism==
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:: There!
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:: No! We're out of gas!
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:: Keep pushing!
:: Wait, if you're there, then who's...
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:: He took it. He knew we were going for it. And he TOOK IT!
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:: Mrs. Mom?
:: Yes, sweetheart?
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:: That's really bad.
:: Oh, what? You thought I was defacing this poor person's car? What kind of a mother would do that? I was.. I was making a decorative piece of art, showing my... love for diversity because everyone is different and uh- Look! See?
:: No, I meant: look. 
:: I see, well, in that case: run!
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==The Last Straw==
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:: Wait! Why are we screaming at this poor old lady? It's mean and it's totally unconstructive. Let's just find out where her car is, have it towed, and take her space.
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:: Or we could just give her a lift back to her car.
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:: Could we be of assistance and help you to your vehicle?
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:: So, what does your car look like?
:​​​​​: It's made of metal.
:: Right, I thought it would be. Okay, what else?
:​​​​​: It has a steering wheel.
:: Okay...
:​​​​​: It's quite loud.
:: Good, good, that's useful. Could you be more precise?
:​​​​​: It smells like damp laundry and despair.
:: Confusing...
:​​​​​: Oh, it's got a lady on the side selling shampoo and it's usually parked right there. 
:: It's the bus, isn't it?
:​​​​​​​​​​​​: Sure is! And I've suckered you into giving me a lift! 
:: Alright, enough with the parking lot, let's just find a space. Any space.
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==Achieving Total Parking==
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:, , , , and : Ah, come on!
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:: And when finished there'll be more than...
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:: Wait, wait, wait! Hot and buttered, please! 
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:, , , and : Yay!
:: Oh, no, look! 
:: Not this time!
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:: Mom, slow down, you're gonna miss the spot!
:: Hold onto your hats! 
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:: My friends, we have achieved total parking.
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:, , , , and : In your face, we got our space! In your face, we got our space!
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:: Good job, everybody- 
:, , , , and : Oh.
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