I ran into a young guy who had bought a fine artisan pipe. He was proud of it but there was a problem. He was about to get married and his wife to be, was upset he had spent so much with a wedding pending. I offered him pennies on the dollar and reminded him how upset his bride would be every time he smoked this pipe. He agreed sadly and the deal was done. I thought I was soooo cunning.
Yesterday, the first time I smoked the pipe, I dropped it and a cow stepped on it smashing it beyond repair. Karma is a bitch.
Yesterday, the first time I smoked the pipe, I dropped it and a cow stepped on it smashing it beyond repair. Karma is a bitch.