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NE Iowa | Story about the Real Estate salesman. One day he was showing a farm to a prosective buyer and the buyer asks about all the rocks out in the feild. The salesman states that they are layed out to hold the moisture in. As they pass the fenceline the buyer sees piles of rocks and asks about them. The salesman states that they belong to the neighbor that is a bit slower that most and he hasn't gotten his laid out yet...Not sure if theres a moral to the story....but guess one should watch out for salesmen...they can sure twist it to fit them. | |
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