Прикольные откровения мелкого жулика

[Marmot]

http://www.salon.com/2010/11/30/life_as_an_amateur_con/

This was something I learned from watching my mother, who knew all too well how to root out a good con. Her defining scam was the Christmas special, when, on the day after Christmas, she’d gather up the presents from under the tree and return them to the stores along with the masses — poor Mommy forced to return all of her thoughtful gifts. But unlike most of those people, she’d circle back to the stores (once the shift change had taken effect) and repurchase those same presents for vastly reduced prices. Was this out of necessity? Was it out of some need to display her cunning? Looking back, I suspect my mother had become convinced of some higher moral agenda, in which the weak (the middle class) outfox the strong (the rich). All I know is that we always got what we wanted for Christmas.

[elena S.]

даже от чтения стыдно как то:)
беднаа его жена, представила себя на ее месте, бегущей из холявного душа.
видимо, это как аддикшен, приносит кое кому срилл

[Marmot]

приносит кое кому срилл

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