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When Divine Feminine Meets Catastrophic Culinary Carnage

Recently unearthed in the ruins of a forgotten dimension (or possibly an abandoned Panera Bread), this oil painting depicts the legendary moment when the Goddess Kali, high on cosmic caffeine and low on tolerance, stormed the mortal plane to reclaim her rightful lunch order.

Historians agree: this was no ordinary divine wrath. This was lunch-hour wrath.

According to the sacred texts (which are just Yelp reviews chiseled in Sanskrit), Kali had specifically requested “a goat vindaloo, no dairy, extra spicy.” What she received, however, was a chicken tikka panini on gluten-free naan with a side of moral relativism.

This error summoned forth the Eighteen Arms of Furious Correction, each one equipped with a blade forged in the screaming core of a star—or a disgruntled call center in Patalaloka.

Citizens fled. Influencers streamed. A nearby startup tried to brand the event as “#ShaktiSurge” but was promptly sliced in half between content and consequence.

In the lower right of the painting, we see the legendary Snake of Accountability, traditionally ignored by surrounding humans unless it hisses in HR. Here, it slithers toward the one woman who dared ask, “Have you tried calming down?”

She did not survive.

In a stunning moment of divine irony, Kali spared the barista—who was the only person to apologize sincerely and offer her a coconut water with “big goddess energy.”

For reasons known only to the eternal cosmos and three very tired interns at the Ministry of Myth Management, the event was later rebranded by Western media as:

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A Limited-Time Experience by Disney Kali-fornia Adventure™

Coming soon to a battlefield, boardroom, or burned-out brunch near you.