Saturday, December 6, 2014

All For Sale

Nobody's ever accused me of being a salesman. Oh, I pedaled the regular magazine subscriptions in junior high school and I tried to sell some real estate to keep from starving when I couldn't find a real job. In general, though, I would rather just give stuff away.

Lately I've been thinking about stuffing all this sadness in a paper bag and leaving it prominently on the front seat of my unlocked car in the parking lot at the mall. I hate to put it off on anyone else, though. Any better ideas?

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