You can't make this stuff up......

Here are a series of random conversations I've had so far this week:

Unnamed: I broke my back a couple of years ago.

Me : How on earth did you break your back?

Unnamed: Let's just say there was a sex-swing and a trampoline involved.

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Me: Um... Okay. You must not have been very good. Just sayin'.


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Me: How many loads can you move out of Atlanta this week?

Unnamed: I can move as many loads as you want for the right price. As long as I can make a little bit of money I'll move the loads.

Me: That's good to know.

Unnamed: I'm like a cheap whore.

Me: LOL- well that's good to know.

Unnamed: I'm not afraid to admit it. Want me to put on my "Jester suit" and do a dance.

Me: No thanks.


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Unnamed: I think I might dress up as a clown this Halloween.

Me: I don't like clowns. I think they are creepy.

Unnamed: Why? It's not like Midgets.

Me: I have a irrational fear of "Little People".

Unnamed: What if I hire a Midget and have him dress as a clown, and send him to you as a present.

Me: My worst nightmare!!

Unnamed: You know you are going to hell for hating on Midgets.

Me: First of all, they are called "Little People" and second I didn't say it was right, but it is what it is. I freeze in their presence. I can't help it. Then I stare and I don't know what to do.

Unnamed: Yup, you're going to hell.

Me: Well, I'll save you a seat. Why did you call for anyway? To tell me about you Halloween costume in June?


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This has been a strange week so far and it's only Wednesday.

You can't make this stuff up, people...