Perhaps you should not leave a number and see if he calls you back more quickly that way. He’s horrible at calling people back that leave their number. Either that or he finds himself lost for days at a time in what appears to be an infinite maze of machines whose model lines got canceled faster than the reboot of Knightrider. Judging by the amount of time this fine chap says it could take to return your query, he doesn’t seem like a very motivated seller. I'm horrible at calling people back who leave their number.” Email is the best way to get ahold of me but it could be up to a few days before I get back to you. Unfortunately I CAN'T TEXT, deliver, or meet. “I'm located just 20-25 minutes from Saint Louis, MO and just 10 minutes south of Millstadt, IL. Be sure to add your thoughts in the comments section at the bottom. And of course, you’ll find our italicized comments sprinkled in. Below is the exact text, cut and pasted from an ad selling not one but TWELVE slabs of metal that aren’t worth their weight at the local recycling depot. Thanks to the faithful readers of this column, we’ve come across a game changing ad that, just like the scrub revolutionized motocross, promises to affect future Cool as Hell columns for generations to come.
Normally we pick four of the worst ads featuring crap jacks that are in such bad shape they wouldn’t even be allowed on the set of Mad Max or Waterworld, but not today. Welcome to another version of Cool as Hell, the column that features Craigslist clunkers that look like they’ve spent the last few years in actual Hell.
0 kommentar(er)
