Still, double disgusting. Not that I don’t enjoy disgusting once in a while…

You see, Sandra’s body was found drowned in a toilet in the womens ladies room, which was overflowing because it just couldn’t handle any big jobs. This disproved the theory that women were scientifically known to be cleaner than men, but at least there was plenty of privacy for the act since men had to use the locked men’s room on the first floor.

There was some sort of hat shoved in Sandra’s anus, with two rib bones nearby indicating that they were used as some sort of primitive speculum to assist in the hat placement. A $5 bill was found wrapped around each finger. A six pack of “Peaches – No Sugar Added” fruit cups had been stacked ceremoniously on the tank top along with a religious icon, appearing as some sort of offering to a St. Pauline Visintainer, the patron saint of diabetics. An extremely large garbage bag full of “throw-up”, apparantly collected after many months of Friday potlucks, was fascined to her left foot with a staple remover. No one was quite sure whose vomit that was; it is a well-known fact that you can’t dust for vomit.

Although these details indicated a level of premeditation and unbridled rage that caused the jury to give Casey In Human Resources the harshest possible sentence, short of death, it also gave her enormous street cred in prison.

Casey now has her own little gang, including several bitches to do her bidding. That’s just how she rolls. Though she will be behind bars for life, she sleeps easily knowing that one PAN menace has been eradicated forever.