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So I just got home, and I get a knock on my door. There's a guy standing outside. He's maybe forty years old, and he has a major lisp and a rather ghetto accent. He explains to me briefly that he's from Cedar Rapids, and he ran out of gas, and he's trying to find someone to buy what he has in order to get gas money to get back home to Cedar Rapids. (It's like twenty miles away.)
The thing is...the only thing he has is a - as he called it - "triple-x rated film."
He is attempting to sell, door-to-door, a COPY of a porn tape that he happened to have in his car when he ran out of gas.
I told him no.
He asked if I knew if the people next door had a vcr and would be interested. I said I didn't know. I shut the door.
If anyone can top that story today, I'd like to hear it.
The thing is...the only thing he has is a - as he called it - "triple-x rated film."
He is attempting to sell, door-to-door, a COPY of a porn tape that he happened to have in his car when he ran out of gas.
I told him no.
He asked if I knew if the people next door had a vcr and would be interested. I said I didn't know. I shut the door.
If anyone can top that story today, I'd like to hear it.