Scene - Our living room, Sunday afternoon.
Action - Sorting through old coats to donate to charity.
Nelson: So, you're going to get rid of these four coats.
Jenni: Yes, I haven't worn them for years and years and years.
Nelson: Okay
Nelson begins putting coats in a large bag.
Jenni: Hey, wait! You might want to check the pockets. Those coats are from my drinking days. You might find a $20.
Nelson begins going through pockets. Finds old flyers, candy wrappers, matches. No cash.
Nelson: Why would there be money? You never had any money back then.
Jenni: Oh, right. Because I drank it.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
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3 comments:
HAHA. That's the best. Insta-cash!
Great story, sounds like my past. Now I'm so disorganized that I still find money in my pockets, it's great!
...."The way we were...."
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