Karma...

A friend was playing a Tulsa flea-market this weekend with
a couple grind shows. It was hot and the curiosity-seekers
were coming in small groups. In one of these small and
infrequent groups a man and his son pushed up to the show’s
attendant and handed her the admission, rushing in to see the
two-headed turtle. When the attendant counted the change
there were two nickels and two pennies…twelve cents.
Admission was fifty cents. The guy owed her eighty-eight cents!

Well, the cheapskate slipped out while she was making change
for some other paying patrons. The attendant wasn’t too happy
but oh well, that’s part of the business. In a few minutes,
she went inside to check on the two-headed turtle and found out
the jerk who had stiffed her had left his cell phone in the show.

About a half hour later the cell phone rings...
“Hello, I think you have my lost phone. Who am I talking to?”
The attendant calmly answers, “The lady you stiffed.”

In a few minutes, the owner of the cell phone shows up.
He’s holding two dollars in his hand.
He hands the attendant the two-bucks.
Without a word she hands him his cell phone.

Karma!

Beautiful...

And 12 cents profit...

Wouldn't that be $2.12 profit?

I'm not a CPA, but let's see...

Rent, costs for crew, equipment, etc. Insurance...

Probably a 50 cent admission fee is $2.74 too low. So 2.12 is 3.36 in the hole.

It goes to show why this business isn't really profitable. Sad.

And I didn't even include turtle food.

Hurry-hurrrry...see the amazing two headed turtle AND if you act quickly, see the amazing, dishonest MAN WITH NO BRAIN, who attempts to work a con, but leaves his cell phone behind! Again, we say, NO BRAIN!! See him and be convinced!!!..."

Turtle food is the killer...two mouths to feed you know.

Does each head eat half as much as a single-headed turtle?

Well with my boys, Zack and Mack, Zack is the dominate head and eats more than Mack. Mack likes to hold out for the dried shrimp. That's his favorite.

Enough Already!!!...Rick's my Friend but this is too much!!...When I joined this Group I was Bombarded with Who the Hell are you!!...Attacks from every angle!!..Ect.,Ect., Where the Hell is the StoneUnhinged??...Wheres Kondini??..How come Doug has not peddled Rick a Zibit??...Do I have to complain to Mgmt??...Lets wake-up people!!...Give Rick the proper intiation...He deserves a little Abuse!!...Done Talkin!!....(Sorry Rick, whats Fair is Fair...Uh..Welcome).....

I think just being from the hottest freakin' state in the union is tough enough.
No offense, but I couldn't live in Texas.

If I owned Texas and Hell, I would rent out Texas and live in Hell.
Genral Phillip Sheridan

TAKE that Rick!!....Since Our stage Bretheran are droppin the Ball here...I'll kick it up a notch!!!....Uh...Welcome...

If I couldn't take the heat...I would have never lasted
47 yrs. in this business!

Rick...These Stage Guys don't know nothin about "Heat".....
Signed "Heat Merchant"...

Please, you're not the "Heat Merchant".
Well, maybe on the Magic Café.

Rick...you have given me sound advice over the years...I would like to give you some...However, mine could never repay you for yours tho...But here it is...

"If you want to make it to the Inner-Circle...You have to to serve up a hole bunch-A- Crap...Trust me..its the only way"

This message is intended to drive up my post count...On that long road to the "Inner Circle"

Uh Jim...We all know Rick (or should). The man's a legend and doesn't have to hang a banner sayin' so.

Besides, West didn't come in the swingin' doors guns a blazin' and kickin' the cat either.

But we've come to love you like a brother...hell I even considered adopting your sufferin' ass to smooth over your blanks...you know...sendin' 'care' packages of Muffins and magazines etc like we do for the troops.


Good tale Rick, thanks. What's with all the 2 headed turtles? K-Mart havin' a sale?

Texas ain't the same, since they killed off the Karankawa.

They'll soon be as plentiful as Zibits!
Thanks Doug.