A story representative of repukes.

[lonestarnot]

Cracked me up. I was outside on a smokebreak in 115 degrees, when this puke from next door goes out of his way and approaches me regarding some shelving that had been placed out back. He asks me if I know whether the shelves are being discarded. I say I'm not sure, but I think they are doing some construction and going to put the shelves back. He goes away.

I'm done with my smoke and go inside where I tell the repuke in the office that I do daily battle with, (I do like him despite his poor choice for government, and believe it or not he's the only one in my life that I can say that about)and tell him about the inquiry regarding the shelves. He tells me they are going to sell the shelves. Oh boy I say to myself. Profit motivation here we go.

I didn't get the name of the dude who asked about the shelves but knew what he looked like so I offered to go next door with Mr. repuke and point him out. We go inside together and tell the lady at the desk about the man inquiring about the shelves and I leave him there buy himself.

He comes back and my dem friend tells him that I want a cut for commission, (which was just a joke) and Mr. repuke says that the other repuke didn't want to pay for them, but only wanted them if we were throwing them out. BBWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAA :rofl:

I just shook my head and thought both loosers! Neither made a profit and both wasted time.