So during my recent trip to california, my brother (who is on the drumline for his high school) was selling beefsticks for a fundraiser... ALL week, i kept hearing, "Wanna buy a beef stick?" at the most RANDOM times..
brushing my teeth at midnight.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
trying to do laundry.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
painting emma's nails.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
doing my hair.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
trying to do laundry.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
painting emma's nails.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
doing my hair.. "Wanna buy a beef stick?"
THIS IS A BEEF STICK:
NO. i don't want to buy a beef stick... and then, once he bought a beef stick for himself, he let me try a bite... hmmm, maybe i should buy a beef stick.. they're not too bad.. and right when the words left my mouth, "hey, i wanna buy a beef stick." he said, "sorry, sold out."
it was ridiculous. i did save a dollar though because riley is a fatty and ate them all himself.
2 comments:
HaHaHa!!!! Laughing Out Loud Still!!!! That sounds like something Riley would do. "Sorry, sold out." Ha ha ha ha ha ha! I really am still laughing.
That is an excellent story. I admire his persistence for trying to sell you a beef stick in every possible scenario.
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