Tubob: Now if I was entering an O.Henry short story contest, I'd write a story about a starving mom whose been forgotten by her family and she's snowed in and broke and has to cook the macaroni angel because it's all she has to eat in the house, having devoured the last can of alpo liver chunk stew several days before and now she's just trying to stay alive and all but she doesn't know that her son has just gotten out of prison for a murder he didn't do and he's rushing to his mom's, not even bothering to call her first, and he's stopped at a store and bought tons of food, like turkeys and hams and sweet potaters and sprite and he's flooring the Taurus to see his ma, and all he can think about is his poor ma and the macaroni angel he made her that one year and how she always hung it on her x-mas tree and (well you know the rest but I'd add a twist involving a pretty airline attendant stuck in a ditch or something)

Question: How do you think Tubob's story ends?

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