Oh, you came.
I’m so glad. Wasn’t sure if anyone would actually show up.
Sure, I’ll help you load them up in a sec. I’m just getting our new “area” situated out here.
Oh, no, we’re not moving, I’ve just had enough. These matters will now be handled outside.
Yeah, I guess it is a little drastic but it is necessary.
No, really, I appreciate your advice but I have had enough. They are resilient and never make it in time anyway. I’ll be the one who hates the trek outside but we’ll make poo, I mean, do.
Well let’s get these things loaded up.
I know, can you believe it? They are in perfect condition, just like I said in the ad, you would never imagine the magic I have performed to keep a lid on things.
Okay then, you are all set. Oh yes, I’m sure your son will ONLY use them as intended.
Mmmhmm, of course.
Yes, you must just be raising him impeccably.
Should I say… enjoy?
I watched her drive away, our new adventure in semi-outdoor living about to begin. Unfolding the crinkled paper in my hand, I shook my head as I read my hastily placed ad one more time.
I still can’t believe I had a taker.
What is it they say… one mom’s toilet it another mom’s treasure?
Or actually, I think it’s, just wait until he is a toddler you delusional woman, you.
This post was written in response to the Red Dress Club prompt:
We want you to imagine you’ve just had a fight with a friend, a co-worker, husband, significant other, child – you get the picture. You’re mad. It’s time for revenge.
What would you sell?
Write a humorous listing for eBay or Craig’s List. Talk about the history of the items, why they must go.
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