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Need a fender? A replacement hood? J.D. Body Parts won't do you any good. See, here you'll find ankles and feet in aisle 3. Torsos on aisle end-caps, for all to see. Heads and genitals in the refrigerated section in the rear. This week we have a special sale if you need an ear. Legs in the toy aisle, aisle 6, stacked neatly next to the Legos and the pick up sticks. If it's merely a scalp for which you do shop, you can check out the backroom, where we there chop. Fingers in the snack aisle, aisle number five. And they're so fresh, you'd swear they're still live. If you need some help to find a part, just ask the manager, he'll fill your cart. And you'll find he's quite a charmer. Our store manager, Jefferey Dahmer!

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