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The Trade

“Seventeen? Really?”

“I’m sorry, but that’s all I got.”

“Dude, seriously, I can’t believe you. They said you’d have more!”

“Look, I’m sorry. Besides, you shouldn’t always believe what people say.”

“I was all set to put down for at least twenty!”

“Then why are you complaining?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Well, if you hadn’t told me how much you had, I would’ve been naive and charged you for the seventeen. But, now that you opened your big mouth and I know you have more, I could hike up the price.”

“Now wait a minute…”

“But, since I’m not the cheating type, I’ll only charge you for the seventeen, then set aside three more for next time.
Okay?”

“I guess…”

“You see the seventeen?”

“Yup. You see the cash?”

“Sure do.”

“Interesting, isn’t it? Trading green lana for white lana.”

“Well, that’s what happens when you become a proud shepherd.”

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