I went shopping for an axe, and found one, it was rusty and beat up.
The Local Shops |
"How much does it cost?" I asked the owner of the shop. "That's the most expensive thing I've got here," he replied. "I can see that," I answered, and we both stared at the axe for a long moment. Then the owner caught my eye.
Put the Emails on the Train! |
"You can have it for five bucks. No tax."
"Cash is King. Go ask Hillary, she dumped all her emails on some Nazi train in Poland. That's why I want this axe, to be prepared."
"Smart. Give my love to Huma."
"Yeah I will. Here's your money."
Nazi Train |
I left the store and drove to the Compound, where I cleaned up the axe and sharpened its blade.
The Axe |
They want 10% to open up the train, maybe I'll offer 9.
Art of the deal.
LSP