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A couple lived near the ocean and used to walk the beach a lot.
One summer they noticed a girl who was at the beach pretty much every day. She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried. What was unusual was that she would approach people sitting on the beach, glance around, then speak to them. Generally the people would respond negatively and she would wander off, but occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money for something she carried in her bag. The couple assumed she was selling drugs and debated calling the police, but since they weren't sure they just kept watching her.
After a couple of weeks the wife noticed something. "Honey, she only goes up to people with boom boxes or radios!" He said he hadn't noticed that. She grinned. "Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach -- then you can find out what she's up to!"
The plan went off like a charm, and the wife was almost hopping up and down with anticipation when she saw the girl talk with her husband then leave. When she sat down by her husband, she asked excitedly, "Well, is she selling drugs?"
"Nope", he replied, enjoying the suspense probably more than he should have. "Well, what is it then?!" his wife exclaimed.
Her husband grinned. "She's selling batteries."
"Batteries!?" the wife exclaimed.
"Batteries", he affirmed. "She sells C cells down by the sea shore."
One summer they noticed a girl who was at the beach pretty much every day. She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried. What was unusual was that she would approach people sitting on the beach, glance around, then speak to them. Generally the people would respond negatively and she would wander off, but occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money for something she carried in her bag. The couple assumed she was selling drugs and debated calling the police, but since they weren't sure they just kept watching her.
After a couple of weeks the wife noticed something. "Honey, she only goes up to people with boom boxes or radios!" He said he hadn't noticed that. She grinned. "Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach -- then you can find out what she's up to!"
The plan went off like a charm, and the wife was almost hopping up and down with anticipation when she saw the girl talk with her husband then leave. When she sat down by her husband, she asked excitedly, "Well, is she selling drugs?"
"Nope", he replied, enjoying the suspense probably more than he should have. "Well, what is it then?!" his wife exclaimed.
Her husband grinned. "She's selling batteries."
"Batteries!?" the wife exclaimed.
"Batteries", he affirmed. "She sells C cells down by the sea shore."














