“Hello, Hello in there?
My friend Eddie said he got a new head of hair here.
I can live without hair, I have a hat. The thing is well things haven’t been working that well since Maude died.
Sure they have implants and pills, but what you offer is kinda like a second-hand version of the fountain of youth.
I can pay the price.
I know the drill: Dance with the pretty girl, light the candles, ring the bell, take a swig of this 100 year old stuff… Uggh
Just so you know I checked the calendar – it’s not April 1st!”
Today the Fictioneers are going on a romp to a thrift store led by Rochelle. I’m sure we will find all sorts of goodies.