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Post by Sprague Dawley on Nov 30, 2011 21:03:16 GMT -5
As I glumly cycled crookedly through the miserable snow and piss to bury the cat (shut up, it was dead, fuck you, I checked. Twice.) the other day I bumbled across a suburban CD emporium in retail nowhere-land flogging ex-rental CD's, with the Japanese OBI's, for 600 yen each. All mainstream stuff which goes for $10+ on the egay. I quickly surmised (I tell a lie, it took me 3 days of finger and toe and pube counting) that if I suavely offer Admiral Cuntface at the counter 300 yen per cd I might be able to get a bulk discount.
I have done it before, that daft day years back when I offered some poor storekeep bloke 15,000 yen for all his records and he madly said yes. The heat generated from that burning plastic kept the family warm for a good & godly 10 minutes! lOll! One born every minute!
So if I suavely & sexily venture "if they were 300 yen I'd buy the whole lot" I might be able to reel the snag in.
So then I murderously beat him down to 200 yen each CD.... using razor sharp Botfly arithmetic, 50 to a row, 10 rows vertically, x 4 shelves, hold the 3, carry the phone, do the business, take a dump, comes to 2,000 cd's. 400,000 yen.
Please advise.
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