Picture this: you, clutching that plastic fork like a knight’s sword, march up the aisle, the rubber chicken in your other hand perched like a feathered banner. “Behold!” you shout, and the cashier’s eye twitches in fear. Suddenly the chicken drops, squeaks, and lands on a stack of oranges, which tumble like dominoes—an accidental tragedy. As the oranges crash, you swoop in, whispering “Fear not!” while the cashier and customers gasp, then erupt into laughter because you just pulled a prank that turned a grocery aisle into a slapstick tragedy. The cashier hands you a receipt that reads, “Thank you for a perfectly ripe experience.”