p-chops
A p-chop is a nasty, cheap supermarket in New York. It steals your money and your soul. Everyone who works there is stuck there forever.
That p-chop stole $20 from me. I bought one apple and a bag of chips.
My cousin works at the p-chop. He’s been there for 20 years. He still doesn’t know why.
I went to the p-chop to buy bread. I came out with a loaf, a bag of chips, and a $50 bill.