So I took some stuff down to my wife's funky store to use as props. This was one of them...an antique urinal....don't ask why.
The point is, she moved her shop and I got to thinking that I didn't see my urinal in the new shop. So I emailed her and asked where it was. She said, "Well, you didn't say you wanted it, and I think I saw it out back to be picked up with the trash."
Here is my reply to her, and her instructions to her staff.
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