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|This Game Of Chance (standard:humor, 1061 words)|
|Author: Reid Laurence||Added: Apr 19 2006||Views/Reads: 2066/1119||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
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Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story "It'll get you ta the store and back, won't it?" "Yeah, but what do I buy food with?" "I don't know Mary," I said. "I guess you'll have'ta charge it. Use your Visa. What else can we do?" "We can sell the truck and buy one a those flashy, new, Bord Fartstain's that's what. Or how's about a new Swedish Snaab. It's gotta be better on gas then the truck." "I need my truck, Mary. I told you. We've been through this before. I need the torque. I need pulling power. Girls just don't get it." "What do you pull? You don't pull anything. You just drive it back and forth to work." "I have an image I have'ta maintain Mary. You just don't understand." "Oh, I understand," she replied. "It's a macho thing, isn't it? Lemmie tell you, It's time you put some thought into what your image is costing us, not just in gas either. Look at this snow in July! What about all the emissions from that V18 of yours!? We're helping to wreck the world, that's what we're doing." "Mary, put your snow shoes on and go already, wouldja? I can't argue with you anymore, it's senseless. Besides, your just another one a those Greenhouse gas nuts who wanna point the finger. Any realistic scientist will tell you that the weather is just going through a normal cycle, and that's all it is. It's got nothing to do at all with my truck, or any a that Greenhouse nonsense." "I just can't get through to you, can I?" said my wife, as she backed out of the garage, scraping the top of the truck on the bottom cords of the roof trusses as she went. Standing there watching, I wondered if I should surprise Mary and buy her a matching new Stoodge truck of her own. We'd be the envy of everyone with a his and a hers. After all, everyone knows women always say yes when they mean no, or no when they mean yes, and I knew she loved that truck just as much as I did. I just know it. Who in the world can say I'm wrong? Tweet
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