Monday, March 5, 2012

"If it won't fly, sell it"

There is always someone, who thinks, if I can get it cheap enough. I can make it work. We made a deal and He put a quarter in it, pulled the handle. Bells rang and wheels turned and it was gone. It didn’t work the first time, so I wouldn’t Make anymore of an investment in it. The guy said: what happened and I said, you pulled the leaver on the time machine and went back in time. The man got really mad and made a few threats and was going to take me to court, but I had his money and he wasn’t going to get it back.

10,000 dollars will build a second machine, now that I know it will work. Grandfather Bawho got rich with his inventions and taught me a few things along the way! He always said: never use your own money to do something when there are suckers everywhere.

So along comes this beautiful lady with an idea that would make millions And I went for it, One minute I handed her the money and she was gone, Grandpa Bawho was right, you can find them everywhere.

At the base of the Statue of Liberty, there is a plaque that says, Give me your tired, your sick and your poor and together we can wine and dine the world. Well here I am, once again, tired, thirsty and hungry. Those slick buzzards did it again. If you don’t learn something the third time around, you had better stop trying. But I did get a kiss even if it wasn’t worth it!

That was when this young dark haired beauty entered my life, She first acted as if she never even seen me. I bumped into her a couple of times, and said was sorry, held a door open for her. then she got into a cab and it drove away. At the hotel, there she was again, she wanted a room, but there was no vacancy. She was almost in tears, so I offered her my room.

She smiled and blinked her eyes a few times and my heart was hers. The bell boy showed her to the room as I just stood there like a coat rack. Soon people were hanging their coats and hats on me. Once I had regained my composure , I walked out of that lobby with a arm full of hats and coats, across the street to a second hand clothing store, and I traded all these things for a handful of magic beans. Hey, That is not suppose to be part of this story.

I sold all the beans and had a hand full of dollars, when along comes this beautiful blond girl. (Now that I know my weakness,) I just handed her the money as she walked by. I left the State of New York and arrived in Canada, tired hungry unshaved and had a head ache. In Canada the police said, come with us, we will feed you and you can work it off.


Three years have passed and I still have that weakness for young and pretty ladies.
Grandpa Bawho never had any girlfriends, and he never did tell me why.

By; Ben R.

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