I got am email from a guy who sounded like he was from India, or one of those foreign countries?
He told me he knows a country that uses Monopoly Money for currency.
For every thousand American Dollars I send him, he’ll send me ten times that amount in Monopoly Money.
I replied, “DO I LOOK LIKE A FOOL?”
(I knew he didn’t know what I look like.)
I figured if he was going to send me that much money, it must be counterfeit.
I also figured why should I cut him in?
I went to Walmart and was going to buy up all the Monopoly games they had, but they said because of the pandemic I could only buy two.
I started going back and forth to my vehicle with various disguises but they still recognized me, (those glasses with the big nose are worthless,) so I had to go all over the valley to different stores until I got a bunch of them.
I faced felony charges for hoarding. I told them I wasn’t hoarding, I was monopolizing.
They dropped the charges.
Now, all I have to do is find out what country that guy was talking about, and I’ll be rich!
In those computer cameras I do look like a fool with a big nose and floppy ears, so I never Skype with strangers. On the other hand, they already know I'm a fool by my voice because they constantly call me and tell me that my Outlook mail needs fixing and I don't have Outlook mail even though I have a good outlook, I think. So this Indian guy got into my computer and took the inside out. So now I can't even use my computer because some guys in India are using it to look for other fools. Or was that Nigeria?
As I recall, the purpose of the game of Monopoly was to end up with all of your fellow players' money. That's a pretty bad thing because they would all have to be welfare suckers on you or you could just watch them die . Not a very good thing I don't think.
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As I recall, the purpose of the game of Monopoly was to end up with all of your fellow players' money. That's a pretty bad thing because they would all have to be welfare suckers on you or you could just watch them die . Not a very good thing I don't think.
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Ron