A customer yesterday came into the old barn and purchased a $30 part. "Here's twenty," he said, handing me a Jackson. "And here's thirty," he finished, giving me a ten.
"No, that's only ten," I replied.
He stopped, confused, then sighed. "Don't be messing with me, Marty," he responded. Yet he was smiling as he said it.
Life is short. Have some fun with it. Even he did, judging by the evidence.
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