Scintillating Thursday repartee, yawn man.
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Thrilling Thursday report, see man:
Went to Many (2+2) banks to try to exchange a $Many00 bill for $2 bills, break big bill man.
Two banks told us, "We serve only our own customers who have an account here," see below* man.
(One of these had NO other people to serve, blow us off man.)
One said, "We have no $2 bills, no man," at least polite man.
Last bank told us, "We have them right here, and we're happy to help, si man!", si man.
Rant, grrrr man:
How do these insular banks know that we're not potential customers, huh man?
Does "positive public image" in a competitive market mean nothing, huh man?
*We told one bank, "Well, you're now off our list for the jumbo CD that we have to park somewhere," bye man.
Lunch was onecan of beef stew, ingest we man.
Din-din was onecan of Costco chunk chicken, ingest we man.
Dished and de-dished the warsher, good idea on Thursdays during Two Guys week man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. delivered Mini-B. at almost the appointed time, time just a vague concept to Ecus man.
Mini-B.'s stomach upset, 'za for din-din there man.
Going to mess up our reading time, close to bedtime man.
Miu is objecting to the transition to soft over hard food, uncomprehending miu man.
List of Many highly local ESs itineraried for Friday, anticipate we man.