I wrote this on the way to check out a new camper in Kenosha today. We weren't smitten with it, it was pretty much a larger version version of our class a that only has one payment left. I guess I could have been talked into it, but I wasn't sold. It was dirty inside and I saw rust outside.
"Michael found a new used camper at the place we bought the Itasca. It's a bargain, and it comes to us just before we done making payments on the Itasca, which needs a couple dollars to fix. It's a Tiffen Phaeton, 2004 with 27k it's a beauty really, check it out. (or so we thought)
We rarely "go look" at anything like this (big) without the checkbook in his back pocket. Site unseen, it looks great. I brought the good camera so I can get some decent photos it won't come home with us because hubby will get free stuff thrown in, like gas...he drives a hard bargain. So we are on our way to Kenosha for a look."
I think we might have gone for it with new pergo flooring thrown in, but then...hubby said "how does this thing open" referring to the sofa bed. The dude said it was a pull up, and Michael opened it. There were little brown turds inside. Maybe 30 of them. Too many. I said "honey, no" and then to the dude "what would your wife say?"
We decided to keep our Itasca, and get the floors done. Tonight my safari is open to a google search "poop identifier. I just can't clear the image from my head!! And luckily, no poop photos to share.
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