Almost there. Running out of time.

'Oh no. No no no. I can smell something burning. Smells like meat.'

'I was too late. Too late to save them. What have I done?'

At least it all ended well! For the theme, I mean. Not so much for Workin' Gherkin and his butchered family. Hmm. Anyway, who's in the mood for checking out some whimsically altered warning signs? Click right ahead, friends!

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