Good Trade
My friend Richmond was admiring the progress of our basement floor installation when she suddenly pointed to the corner.
She: Has that piano always been there?
Me: No. We got that after the mother-in-law moved out. We traded her for it.
She: I think you got the better end of that deal.
Me: Plus, it's gonna be easier to get that piano out of my basement.
5 comments:
Shame on you! (giggle, giggle, snort)
Chortle ...
*snicker*
OMG. Have I been reading you that long? I completely forgot that she used to live with you. I had to sit here and think...
For what it's worth, Bou, she had moved out by the time I started blogging.
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