"May I say a few last words sir?", Vera asked the judge at her feet kindly. "Sure, go ahead." he answered. "Well ladies and gentleman. I think I have learned a lot in the past few minutes. I have done something wrong and my employees are brave enough to step up against me. I am sorry that I mistreated you poor little people." She paused and the courtroom applauded. "And", she continued, "I have learned that some people don't really know where they belong and if the weak unite They can win against the strong ones." Again the courtroom applauded. "And since we are not in the cities, where you are protected by the laws you tried to bring me down with, I I think that now is the time that I help you tiny ones learn where you belong." With the hands on her hipps she gently placed her pump ontop of the room and pressed down. The building and all occupants are slowly crushed beneath the leather sole and the ground. Just a few lucky people survived the incident more or less injured and stumbled through the dustcloud onto the streets. She twisted her shoe a couple of time ontop of the wrecked building before lifting her other foot and stomping it into an residential area. "Let that be a lesson for you little maggots. Don't try to mess with Vera Mueller!" Then she walked out of the tiny town, deliberatly stepping on every house on her way.
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