1 to 2 cords here! haha. Got to love these craigslist ads......
http://philadelphia.craigslist.org/grd/2231749715.html
http://philadelphia.craigslist.org/grd/2231749715.html
WoodpileOCD said:"I don't sell no dictionary cords"
WoodpileOCD said:Hey, he said it would 'overflow' a pickup bed. Some people equate a pu bed with a cord.
20 years ago when I moved into my current house I wanted to buy some wood. Called a guy who was supposed to be selling by the cord. I asked him if it was a true cord and he assured me it was a lot of wood. A p/u and trailer and that I would be very pleased with the amount. I let him know that I knew what a cord was and if it wasn't a cord that I wouldn't buy it.
Long story short, he shows up with a small pickup and a smaller trailer and tries to tell me it is a cord. I told him it was no where near 128 cu ft. Best line ever and I'll never forget it before he left with his wood. "I don't sell no dictionary cords"
Jaugust124 said:There was a woman advertising wood on Craigslist last week for $50. After playing phone tag, she left a message saying she had no idea of what kind of wood it was or how much wood she had. She stated, "Its definitely worth $50." Hmmm. That's kind of like advertising a car for sale and saying, "Its blue." It must be worth $xxx then.
varna said:Jaugust124 said:There was a woman advertising wood on Craigslist last week for $50. After playing phone tag, she left a message saying she had no idea of what kind of wood it was or how much wood she had. She stated, "Its definitely worth $50." Hmmm. That's kind of like advertising a car for sale and saying, "Its blue." It must be worth $xxx then.
LOL, Yeh, and when I was in school back in 1980 my auto shop teacher answered an ad from an "old lady" who had as she described " a 1960 somthing chevy that had been in the chicken coop since her son had been killed in Vietnam . She was asking $500 for it.
1965 Vette, less than 20k miles..........up on blocks.[/quote
Your shop teacher's story sounds exactly like a country song from a few years ago. I looked it up and its called Riding with Private Malone by David Ball. It's a very similar story to your shop teacher's story. 1966 Corvette and a son killed in Vietnam. In the song he paid $1000 for it. Maybe the songwriter knew your shop teacher? Could be that since a lot of soldiers didn't come home, there might actually be some truth to what your teacher told you. it just sounds a little too good to be true.
I can't imagine the woman with the wood having enough to consider it a major score though. The message she left on my phone was that there were several "small piles." I still have her number, maybe I'll call to see if its gone yet... you never know.
Jaugust124 said:Your shop teacher's story sounds exactly like a country song from a few years ago. I looked it up and its called Riding with Private Malone by David Ball. It's a very similar story to your shop teacher's story. 1966 Corvette and a son killed in Vietnam. In the song he paid $1000 for it. Maybe the songwriter knew your shop teacher? Could be that since a lot of soldiers didn't come home, there might actually be some truth to what your teacher told you. it just sounds a little too good to be true.