Real-estate agents routinely leave their "elevator" pitches in the postbox. I routinely drop it in the trash can before getting into the elevator. Not this one: found this a few days back.
I have no comments, just one question - What was he thinking?
I was the light. Now, I am but the shadow of my former self.
If you meet me, you will perhaps find me to too chirpy and frothy and frivolous. I am all of that. And mo'.
2 comments:
damn funny!
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