My bride loved this tremendous recycle she had never seen. ; - )
Dick and I lunched at Schmidt's in German Village at noon, after I tutored for finals at Columbus State this morning. Can you believe that a hot bahama momma, german potato salad, a cream puff, and an iced tea came to $16.98? The same items used to total no more than $5 to $7 when I was doing work lunches there. I had no idea and Dick had to add a few dollars to bail me out. I wonder how much usury he will charge. He is honestly much more generous than the days he used to offer the guys a bite of his fudgsickle after he demonstrated by licking it all over at the park.
Dick has been wanting to meet you and Looney at Chillicothe sometime with the wives. Think we can get John Robert to drive Grover's car up there? I hope he can find the crank. ;) LOL !
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: ronald walters
Sent: Thursday, September 09, 2010 15:37
Subject: Fwd: Fw: Curtain Rods-----Priceless
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From: dave daubenmire
Date: Thu, Sep 9, 2010 at 11:53 AM
Subject: Fw: Curtain Rods-----Priceless
To:
HELL HATH NO FURY GREATER THAN A WOMAN SCORNED. SOMETIMES THERE IS SOME JUSTICE.
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Subject: Curtain Rods-----Priceless
CURTAIN RODS---PRICELESS
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left... When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.
Then slowly, the house began to smell.
They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.
Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked!
People stopped coming over to visit.
Repairmen refused to work in the house.
The maid quit.
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going.
He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home........
And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU?
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