I was on my way home from work, switching from a bus to the train, when a guy on the corner asked me if he could talk to me about Jesus. I said "Sure, $10 and you can tell me all about Jesus." He gives me this really weird look, thinks about it for a second, and takes out his wallet. He talked to me for about 20 minutes. I guess my soul was worth the $10 to him. After he was done, I told him that we're both too old for imaginary friends, and gave his $10 back.
In retrospect, I should have kept the $10. Oh well.
In retrospect, I should have kept the $10. Oh well.