She was 19, pretty and very excited. She was just crowned Pizza queen of the 1977 Burlington County Pizza Festival. She paraded across the stage to cheers from the crowd as a middle aged man in a tux sang "there she is, the Pizza Queen". A large sheet with the words "Pizza Queen" spray painted across it hung, from the light fixture. Then, at the height of all her glory, she backed too close to the new dough mixer demo model that shared the stage with her. A loose flap of her gown got caught by the mixing claw and she was pulled into the oversized mixing bowl.
By the time they got to her every bone in her body had been crushed and torn from her flesh. All that remained intact was her head. It was a gastly and tragic sight. To everyones horror and amazment, the nearly decapitated head looked to the crowd and in a dying breath uttered "Pizza Queen.
Now, whenever someone unthinkingly spray paints "Pizza Queen" on a foundation or bridge or wall. The ghost of the long dead Pizza Queen appears as a shapeless white mist, much as her once ample body lie shapeless and mangled in a doughmixer.
And if one listens very, very carefully they might hear the faint whisper..."extra cheese"? as the wind cries in mourning.
Jeff