My daughter (12) is into jokes at the moment. She told me one this week.
"Why did the chicken cross the road?" She said.
She is 12. These are normally pretty poor so I roll my eyes and say "Go on then, why did the chicken cross the road?"
"To get to the idiots house." She replied.
I am in full Dad mode: "Oh my god thats terrible. Thats not even witty its just random nonsence. No more jokes, you are banned." I am telling her jovially, totally ignorant of the sly grin on her face.
"Okay, one more." She says.
"Nope. No chance, they are terrible".
"Please? One more."
"Fine." I sigh, begrudgingly.
"Okay: knock knock." She starts.
Another eye roll from me, this is going to be terrible. "Who's there?" I say.
"A chicken." Is her reply.
A goddamn chicken, people. Because I am the idiot from the first joke...
Who needs the hassle of the item market? Sell it to me, quick and easy.
Mug free safe trades but I do need to make a small profit in the market. If there is a spike in market value, or a comodity in decline, I want to give you the best prices and that means making the lowest margin. Because of this, I can't make too many losses so I may not be able to accept every trade when the item market has a wobble!
I will keep my list as up to date as possible for what I am trading and will always communicate!
Who needs the hassle of the item market? Sell it to me, quick and easy.
Mug free safe trades but I do need to make a small profit in the market. If there is a spike in market value, or a comodity in decline, I want to give you the best prices and that means making the lowest margin. Because of this, I can't make too many losses so I may not be able to accept every trade when the item market has a wobble!
I will keep my list as up to date as possible for what I am trading and will always communicate!
My daughter (12) is into jokes at the moment. She told me one this week.
"Why did the chicken cross the road?" She said.
She is 12. These are normally pretty poor so I roll my eyes and say "Go on then, why did the chicken cross the road?"
"To get to the idiots house." She replied.
I am in full Dad mode: "Oh my god thats terrible. Thats not even witty its just random nonsence. No more jokes, you are banned." I am telling her jovially, totally ignorant of the sly grin on her face.
"Okay, one more." She says.
"Nope. No chance, they are terrible".
"Please? One more."
"Fine." I sigh, begrudgingly.
"Okay: knock knock." She starts.
Another eye roll from me, this is going to be terrible. "Who's there?" I say.
"A chicken." Is her reply.
A goddamn chicken, people. Because I am the idiot from the first joke...