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There's some young ladies up the street, about 6-9 years old, whom I walk by and wave to daily. Today they knocked on the front door hocking their latest money-making scheme.
Last summer they carted around a box full of baby chickens and charged people .10 to pet the chicks.
Then in the fall they tried to sell lemonade but didn't have any cups.
Today they were looking for investors for their perfume business. They made "perfume" in a spray bottle out of crushed flowers. Showed the bottle around to prove that there would be perfume in a few weeks if I wanted to buy some later, but they wanted some money now, like .5, or whatever. I gave them .10 (the only change I had in my pocket).
I certainly prefer them to the homeless guys who tried to sell me stolen DVDs at my old house.
Last summer they carted around a box full of baby chickens and charged people .10 to pet the chicks.
Then in the fall they tried to sell lemonade but didn't have any cups.
Today they were looking for investors for their perfume business. They made "perfume" in a spray bottle out of crushed flowers. Showed the bottle around to prove that there would be perfume in a few weeks if I wanted to buy some later, but they wanted some money now, like .5, or whatever. I gave them .10 (the only change I had in my pocket).
I certainly prefer them to the homeless guys who tried to sell me stolen DVDs at my old house.
