This story, i got from lexi's web, told to us about how to sell and pay one smile..chek it out!
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LEXI, an unhappy woman of substance, sits impatiently on a bus stop bench. MICHAEL, a (great looking, well built, bald) homeless guy, sits down next to her with a big smile on his face.
LEXI: What are you smiling for?
MICHAEL: It's what I do.
LEXI: I won't ask.
MICHAEL: I sell smiles for a living.
LEXI: I'm not interested.
MICHAEL: Here, have a free one - on me. (He smiles at her.)
LEXI: No thank you.
MICHAEL: Sorry, can't take it back. You'll have to give it to someone else.
LEXI: What?
MICHAEL: The smile. You'll have to give it away if you don't want it. Or sell it if you like - apparently it hasn't been used much.
LEXI: What do you mean by that?
MICHAEL: You don't smile very often, do you?
LEXI: So what if I don't?
MICHAEL: Shouldn't waste your smile...there's plenty of people who could use one.
LEXI: Well they can have mine.
MICHAEL: Your what?
LEXI: My smile.
MICHAEL: I don't see one.
LEXI: I thought you just gave me one.
MICHAEL: I tried, but it didn't stick. I think it bounced right off.
LEXI: Fine. What's there to smile about anyway?
MICHAEL: Well--
LEXI: You don't have to answer that.
MICHAEL: There's lots of things to smile about. It's a beautiful day outside; the buses are running on time--
LEXI: I don't want to hear about it.
MICHAEL: --and look at that flower over there, now that would make anybody smile--
LEXI: Would you leave me alone!(a long moment of silence. Finally, she gives in.)
LEXI: So what's the going rate on smiles these days?
MICHAEL: Pardon me?
LEXI: Your smiles...how much are they?
MICHAEL: Oh, they're very expensive.
LEXI: So's my taste.
MICHAEL: You probably couldn't afford one.
LEXI: Try me.
MICHAEL: I'm warning...it'll cost you.
LEXI: Yes, I know, HOW MUCH?
MICHAEL: One smile.
LEXI: One smile?
MICHAEL: That's how much they cost.
LEXI: What?
MICHAEL: The price for a smile is exactly one smile. That's the going rate. (She thinks about it)
LEXI: Alright. (smiles) I'll take one.
MICHAEL: It was a pleasure doing business with you.(he leaves)(Daisy, a streetwalker, sits down next to her.)
DAISY: What's with the smile?
LEXI: I sell smiles for a living.
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This Story is to remind you to always smile and be cheerful! It makes people happy! Keep on smiling!
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LEXI, an unhappy woman of substance, sits impatiently on a bus stop bench. MICHAEL, a (great looking, well built, bald) homeless guy, sits down next to her with a big smile on his face.
LEXI: What are you smiling for?
MICHAEL: It's what I do.
LEXI: I won't ask.
MICHAEL: I sell smiles for a living.
LEXI: I'm not interested.
MICHAEL: Here, have a free one - on me. (He smiles at her.)
LEXI: No thank you.
MICHAEL: Sorry, can't take it back. You'll have to give it to someone else.
LEXI: What?
MICHAEL: The smile. You'll have to give it away if you don't want it. Or sell it if you like - apparently it hasn't been used much.
LEXI: What do you mean by that?
MICHAEL: You don't smile very often, do you?
LEXI: So what if I don't?
MICHAEL: Shouldn't waste your smile...there's plenty of people who could use one.
LEXI: Well they can have mine.
MICHAEL: Your what?
LEXI: My smile.
MICHAEL: I don't see one.
LEXI: I thought you just gave me one.
MICHAEL: I tried, but it didn't stick. I think it bounced right off.
LEXI: Fine. What's there to smile about anyway?
MICHAEL: Well--
LEXI: You don't have to answer that.
MICHAEL: There's lots of things to smile about. It's a beautiful day outside; the buses are running on time--
LEXI: I don't want to hear about it.
MICHAEL: --and look at that flower over there, now that would make anybody smile--
LEXI: Would you leave me alone!(a long moment of silence. Finally, she gives in.)
LEXI: So what's the going rate on smiles these days?
MICHAEL: Pardon me?
LEXI: Your smiles...how much are they?
MICHAEL: Oh, they're very expensive.
LEXI: So's my taste.
MICHAEL: You probably couldn't afford one.
LEXI: Try me.
MICHAEL: I'm warning...it'll cost you.
LEXI: Yes, I know, HOW MUCH?
MICHAEL: One smile.
LEXI: One smile?
MICHAEL: That's how much they cost.
LEXI: What?
MICHAEL: The price for a smile is exactly one smile. That's the going rate. (She thinks about it)
LEXI: Alright. (smiles) I'll take one.
MICHAEL: It was a pleasure doing business with you.(he leaves)(Daisy, a streetwalker, sits down next to her.)
DAISY: What's with the smile?
LEXI: I sell smiles for a living.
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This Story is to remind you to always smile and be cheerful! It makes people happy! Keep on smiling!
Postingan
