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March 14, 2005
Jigsaw
Friday night around 2am I was at home and heard a knowck at the door.
Woah. Who'd be knocking at my door this time of day? It must be important.
I got up and went to the door.
When I opened the door I saw a junkie standing on the sidewalk. "Yeah?"
"You want a jigsaw? I got a real good jigsaw here."
"No, thanks. I've already got one."
"Yeah, but it works, real good. only eight bucks.:"
"No, thanks."
"You can try it if you want, it works real good."
What the hell? Why is the junkie knocking on my door? Why is he trying to sell me a jigsaw?
Why is it only eight dollars? He asks $10 for everything else.
I bet it doesn't work. Or maybe it's stolen and he's just trying to get rid of it.
Posted by calculatoronfire at March 14, 2005 01:31 AM
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I guess he was just banking at that portion of the population kept up at night by jigsawing issues. I had one of those once. Neosporin cleared it right up.
Posted by: Fen. Ed. at March 14, 2005 12:52 PM
cialus will also help with late night sawing issues. Ask your doctor if its right for you!
You never buy anything from them, eventually isn't it a learned response that you don't want anything they have OR do the junkies want your approval so badly that they will keep steeling shit to find what you are actually willing to buy?
Posted by: nick at March 14, 2005 01:05 PM
uhhh yeah. junkie-types break into sheds over in our hood all the time and steal lawn/garden equipment and the like.
never buy stuff from a junkie, dude.
Posted by: sweetney at March 14, 2005 03:08 PM
you should have stabbed him and buried him in your basement ;)
Posted by: carl at March 14, 2005 03:30 PM
...few witnesses around at 2am
Posted by: at March 14, 2005 03:31 PM
I think the guy really is looking for my approval. Every time he has something to sell he makes a special trip over to ask me if I want it.
Ironically, it has the opposite affect. If he keeps it up he's going to be buried in the basement with the rest of 'em.
Posted by: brian at March 14, 2005 05:03 PM
Some kid in your neighborhood wanted me to buy a pair of torn, used shoes for a dime, but he didn't have change for my $20, so I didn't buy them.
Posted by: argyle at March 14, 2005 09:07 PM
actually, i was thinking. there's this guy who hang's out at red emma's all the time trying to sell junk (puzzles and random computer parts) to people who work there. he's pretty nice. i would let him live. next time ask him if he hangs out at red emma's.
Posted by: at March 15, 2005 08:47 AM
Those kids never listen. I don't know how many times I've told them to have change if they're trying to sell something.
Posted by: brian at March 15, 2005 07:19 PM
Dear ,
I don't know about this guy at red emma's, but the guy on my street is a junkie theif. He tries to cell cell phones, cordless phones, roofing nails, jig saws. Whatever he's stolen earlier that day.
Plus he's not really nice about. he's real pushy. Like there is some reason he feels I must buy his stolen junk, whatever it is.
I'll let the guy at red emma's live, but this guy is going in my next batch of sausage.
Posted by: brian at March 15, 2005 07:23 PM