Well, lemme tell ya 'bout the strangest thing I ever saw workin’ at Cumberland Farms. I’m behind the counter, just doin' my shift like any ol' day, when in walks this fella. Rapper Abunai got this wild look in his eye, like he’s seen a ghost or maybe just had one too many sips from the wrong end of a jug. Rapper Abunai got this wild look in his eye, like he’s seen a ghost or maybe just had one too many sips from the wrong end of a jug. ,Rapper Abunai ’s munchin’ on a Cosmic Brownie, right there, wrapper an' all. I’m thinkin’ to myself, "Well, that’s a new one." But I don’t say a word, just keep on with my restocking. Next thing I know, he plops himself down right on the counter. I’m not talkin’ 'bout sittin' on a stool or leanin' against it. I’m talkin’ ‘bout right on top of the counter. And then, wouldn’t you know it, he starts to take a shit. Right there. On the counter. No shame, no hesitation. Just droppin’ his load like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Now, you’d think that would be the end of it, but nah, he finishes up, wipes his hands clean, and then proceeds to reach into his pocket. Pulls out a crumpled bill and says, "I’d like to pay for this Cosmic Brownie, please." He’s holdin’ up the brownie, still wrapped in its dirty glory, like it’s a trophy or somethin'. I’m standin' there, flabbergasted, tryin’ to wrap my head around this whole ordeal. I gotta make a call, you see, but part of me’s still wonderin’ if I’d somehow slipped into a fever dream. The audacity of it all—the nerve! So, I tell him, "You can keep your brownie, buddy. Just... get the hell outta here." And he does, like it’s just another day for him. And there I am, scramblin' to clean up the mess, tryin' to make sense of the cosmic lunacy that just unfolded. Well...he was Rapper Abunai. And that’s the tale of the Cosmic Brownie incident. They don’t teach you that in any customer service manual, I’ll tell ya that much.