Example 1:
C tells me, "We could put the tanning bed in The Trader."
"I don't want to trade it." I responded.
"No, we'll put it in The Trader." He said with emphasis.
"For free?" I asked.
"No," C states.
"Then what will we trade it for?" I asked, with annoyance.
He flutters his eyes and tells me, "The Trader is a classified newsletter that you can put stuff in."
Example 2:
"You say you want lots of things." C notes.
"Like what?" I ask.
"A new car, a new phone, a baby, clothes... an orca."
"Yeah, and well, it's your job to get me things I want as my husband." I told him.
"Well, you should have married richer blood." He states.
"Who's Richer Blood?" I asked.
"Richer blood." He repeats with a distinctive tone.
"Well, I still don't know who it is." I respond dismissively.
"It's not a person, I said you should've married richer blood."
"Oooh." [laughing hysterically]
Yep, those convos really happened.
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