Just Junk For Sale

by xbluxmoonx

Here comes the first customer. I can just feel the tension.

Don’t make me lie, don’t make me lie…

“Good Afternoon, welcome to Bob’s Home Appliances. How may I help you?” So far, so good.

The plump, young woman began with a smile, “Hi, I’m looking for a toaster oven? I heard they sell some here for a great bargain.”

“Of course. Right this way…”

It was then that I realized that all of the toaster ovens that were left were the returned packages…the junk…the crap…the ones I had to tell her worked like a charm… oh, I’m dead…

Goodbye, world…!

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  1. Just Junk For Sale

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    Posted about 1 year ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Nice, this is pretty funny.

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