Some British 16-year old paid £95 ($194) for a used PlayStation 2 and two games from some auctioneer on eBay. When the package arrived, it came with the system, but without the two games. In their place, there was €65,400 ($90,000). The kids parent's brought it to the police for investigation, but if no one claims the money by September 22, the kid can legally keep it.Carlos: "Hey, THE_BOLSHEVIK."
Says some hotshot eBay spokesman, "We know that eBay is a great place to pick up a bargain, although in this case, we agree that the contents of the parcel were somewhat unusual..."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Hey, Carlos."
Carlos: "What's in the box?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Oh, it's a PlayStation 2 I bought on eBay."
Carlos: "I thought you hated Sony."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "That's irrelevant for our purposes here."
Carlos: "Well, how much did you pay for it?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "$200."
Carlos: "$200? Seriously? Did it at least come with any games?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Yes! Two, in fact!"
Carlos: "...THE_BOLSHEVIK, you could have bought a PS2 and two games for less than that new at the store. On eBay, you shouldn't have paid more than $75 for what you got."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Well, I...I think that if I pay more for it, I'll get greater joy from it."
Carlos: "Wait, isn't the economic principle the opposite of that?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "It's my PS2; I'll pay what I want for it!"
Carlos: "Well, why don't you open it?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "I'm going to do just that, Mr. Smart Guy."
THE_BOLSHEVIK opens the box and takes out a PS2 and a small bag.
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Aw, man! They shorted me my two games?"
Carlos: "What's in the bag?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "The games, maybe?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK shuffles through the bag.
Carlos: "What is it?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "It's...$90,000."
Carlos: "Wow, that's the best return on an investment I've ever seen!"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Yeah, a 45,000% return rate."
Carlos: "Looks like all your troubles are over, THE_BOLSHEVIK."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Yep! Happy days are here again, thanks to Mr. John Watherton and his mysterious bag of money!"
..........
Carlos is reading a newspaper while THE_BOLSHEVIK is playing on his PS2.
Carlos: "Looks like there's a murder story in the paper today."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Details?"
Carlos: "Victim shot 18 times."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Ouch."
Carlos: "Victim's house sacked."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Rough."
Carlos: "Victim's name was John Watherton."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Hehe. 'Watherton'."
Carlos: "Where have I heard that name before?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Well, I did just buy this PS2 from a John Watherton. Had to get the games myself, though. Cheap bastard."
Carlos: "Wait, didn't that PS2 come with money?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Yep. $90,000, baby."
Carlos: "..."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "..."
Carlos: "..."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "...Oh, God! OH, GOD!!!"
Carlos: (Beginning to leave:) "It's been nice knowing you, THE_BOLSHEVIK."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "No, Carlos, you can't leave me! Me! In my hour of need, me!"
Carlos: "You're grammar's breaking up, THE_BOLSHEVIK. I should go."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Nooo."
There is a slow, loud knock at the door.
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Save me, Carlos."
THE_BOLSHEVIK looks around. Carlos is gone.
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Goddammit!"
The knocking continues.
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Oh sir, or madam, surely your forgiveness I implore. For you see-"
The door breaks open, and a large individual rushes in and grabs THE_BOLSHEVIK by the throat, pinning him to the wall.
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Aaarrgh!"
Kris: "Hey, THE_BOLSHEVIK, do you like my new hand moisturizer?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Aa...Kris?"
Kris: "Yeah, I just bought this new lotion. It makes my hands feel so smooth."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Well, yeah, but why did you break down my door and rush in like that?"
Kris: "Oh, well there's a funny story to that. When I was-"
*BANG!!!*
Kris: "Down I go."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Oh, God! OH, GOD!!!"
Enforcer: "Where's the money, Fat Boy?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Hey! Neither killing my friend nor calling me names is very nice!"
Enforcer: "You're a Chemistry major, right? Can you tell me what happens when you mix bullet with brain?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "I'm...not a Chemistry major, actually..."
Enforcer walks over and picks up the money bag.
Enforcer: "Here we are. You didn't spend any money, did you?"
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Um..."
Enforcer: "Be honest."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "I spent $50 on a Three Stooges collection."
Enforcer: "I'll take that, too."
THE_BOLSHEVIK: "Aww...."
Enforcer walks to the door.
Enforcer: "That'll be all. Now remember..."
*BANG!!!*
THE_BOLSHEVIK: (Clutching his leg) "Argh."
Enforcer: "Leave some positive feedback."
Enforcer leaves. Carlos enters.
Carlos: "Hey, guys, sorry about that. I was just making a phone ca...huh."
THEND.
4 comments:
Nice story with a happy ending. Still waiting for the b*st*rd who owes me either my item I paid for or a refund for it (plus the shipping charges).
Do you have the telephone # of the enforcer?
Andrew, you killed one of your characters...that's so un-you, so post modern...haha, oh well, that seems a lot like my luck.
-Comrade Chavez
Note: Either this is not canon, Kris is not dead, or a wizard will later come and fix things.
whenever you notice anything unusual, a wizard did it.
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