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Mystery Man Might've Mistyped

Dr. Nello:

I want to buy your house.

-- William

William:

Is this somehow a reference to the current state of the economy? Or was this highly coincidental spam? At any rate, I appreciatively decline. For one thing, I don't have a house. I have a MANSION. I'm not really looking to move right now, I'm happy where I am. So many memories attached to this place, so many skeletons in the closets; I don't think I could part with it.

Since this proposal lacks relevant specifics like offer price or move-in date, perhaps you made a typo and meant to say "I want to 'come by' your house." In which case, I must still decline. I'm uncomfortable with non-female strangers dropping by, and in fact you sound like a creepy stalker or something.

Or maybe you really mean you want to buy my "mouse." And instead of "mouse" you mean "cat." And instead of "your" cat you mean "any" cat. And instead of "buy" you mean "kill." You "want to kill any cat." In that case, be my guest.

But not my house guest.

-- Dr. N
| 2 comments | Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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| 9 comments | Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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