A guy bought a motorhome but had to turn around and sell it immediately. Before he’d ever driven it out of the parking lot. The salesman, the man and a female prospective buyer were standing in the RV, negotiating. The salesman told the woman it’d be 2999, the guy who had bought it said “that is what I paid for it too, $299,000.” But the salesman corrected him and said, “No. For her it is $2,999… if you had bought it from me for $300,000 my wife wouldn’t have been mad at me, so now this is her price.”
The woman bought the motorhome, and it turns out that I was the woman.
I went inside the office for something, and couldnt’ find the keys to my brand new motorhome. The women there were acting really strangely and we all headed out down a curved roadway. My RV disappeared. I tried looking everywhere for it. I kept having to go up these pink steps, even though I knew it couldn’t be up any steps, since it was a gigantic motor home with beautiful polished wood interior.
I walked into the lobby of a hotel/casino, still trying to figure out what happened to my RV.
