I had some fat **** park in the street and waddle up and LEAN ON THE CAR while I was under it with it on stands, asking to buy my mower that was in the backyard out of street view, and NOT listed for sale. I come unglued on that fat **** and he did get some exercise that day, since he made it back to his car in record time.
Had another guy stop in the street. I heard the diesel and met him halfway out. Tolerated his that's a nice dart what do you want for it crap for about 30 seconds. Asked him what the for sale sign has listed for a price and he started with the hemhawing mouth full of peanut butter ****. Then he said he brought his boss by to see it and I went right into valve float. Asked him what he wanted for six hours with his wife because she doesn't have a for sale sign on her but I could bring some buddies over to help out while I run her through the gears. He starts yammering about me being an asshole and I just told him, you're right and it's all downhill from here, and then I told him 'get lost because I don't want to register as a sex offender after I shove a wingmaster up your *** out here on the street and some kid sees it'. He starts in with his kid lives a couple blocks over and drives this or that white pickup and I said good, you won't bleed out by then and they can follow the blood trail back here where my lawyer will be waiting.
Unsnapped the holster and he FINALLY got the hint it was easier to run than to walk.
I'll talk to a lot of people but if you're showing up to buy it but it isn't listed for sale, I will jump to the next logical conclusion and that is that you're here to make a profit off me one way or another, and that's not justification to poke the bear.
