I arrive at a pre-arranged venue to sell some hardback books. An elderly Eastern European gent approaches, after a brief perusal he says "I'll give you a hundred dollars."
This sounds like a good deal, at least fifty quid. Not wanting to appear a complete novice and feeling that I should play the part and bargain a bit, I reply "You can have 7 out of the 10 for that."
"OK" he says surprisingly, "Will you take a cheque?"
"Err no, it would have to be cash"
"No problem" he says heading up to the bar, "I'll be back in a minute."
"On his return he hands me a roll of banknotes - "Czechloslovakian" he says.
Apart from no longer existing as a country this seems, to say the least, a bit dodgy.
"I'm sorry, I'd need US Dollars or Sterling" I tell him and hand the money back.
"Sure, no problem, just wait here" is his answer.
After waiting about five minutes a quick check around reveals there is no sign of the man, the money or indeed, any of the books.
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4 comments:
Sounds like the Chancellor.
Promises you all the money in the world, but just steals your books.
I haven't had (remembered) a dream for at least 9 years, so I don't believe in dreams.
Actually, did this really happen?
Specifically says 'strange dream'?
Or did I dream that?
Quite obviously you're worried about penis size.
Old Knudsen's standard dream answer.
There are so many products available on-line these days if one has any concern in that department... so my inbox informs me.
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