Pippi always prevails, even when up against a couple of ringers.
Story 1
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Eric very determinedly gives it a minute examination under the cold light, and says, “Hey, Yann, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Yann: “It’s a two-ounce gold piece!”
Eric: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Yann: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Eric and I both stare at Yann (who is junior to Eric by some number of years), and it dawns on Yann that he knows more about Profound Discoveries than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 1.00 discount.
Story 2
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Arthur picks it up with his light little grippers, and says, “Hey, Alfred, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Alfred: “It’s a two-ounce gold piece!”
Arthur: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Alfred: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Arthur and I both stare at Alfred (who is junior to Arthur by some number of years), and it dawns on Alfred that he knows more about funny film stackers than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 1.00 discount.
Story 3
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Clinton shakes it, and says, “Hey, John, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
John: “It’s a two-uns gold piece!”
Clinton: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
John: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Clinton and I both stare at John (who is junior to Clinton by some number of years) and it dawns on John that he knows more about his little radio than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 1.00 discount.
Story 4
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Willard holds it up to the price-matching gizmo, and says, “Hey, Jeffrey, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Jeffrey: “It’s a two-ounce gold piece!”
Willard: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Jeffrey: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Willard and I both stare at Jeffrey (who is junior to Willard by some number of years), and it dawns on Jeffrey that he knows more about funny film stackers than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 2.00 discount.
Story 5
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Robert looks over bunches of instructions and facts, and says, “Hey, Horst, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Horst: “It’s a two-uns gold piece!”
Robert: “Yeah, a two-ounce gold piece. And?”
Horst: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Robert and I both stare at Horst (who is junior to Robert by some number of years), and it dawns on Horst that he knows more about the semi-lumpy stuff that comes out of the corridor than about gold pieces.
But that ding-a-ling gives me no discount.
Story 6
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Steven stops it cold while beaming, and says, “Hey, George, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
George: “It’s a two-uns gold piece!”
Steven: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
George: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Steven and I both stare at George (who is junior to Steven by some number of years), and it dawns on George that he knows more about the price-matching gizmo than about gold pieces.
But that ding-a-ling gives me no discount.
Story 7
Nobody’s there that day, but hey, I get a free doughnut!
Story 8
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Richard notices it’s askew and fixes it as per regs, and says, “Hey, John, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
John: “It’s a two-ounce gold piece!”
Richard: “Yeah, a two-ounce gold piece. And?”
John: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Richard and I both stare at John (who is junior to Richard by some number of years), and it dawns on John that he knows more about bunches of instructions and facts than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 4.00 discount.
Story 9
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Ken examines it with surgical methodicalness, and says, “Hey, Robert, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Robert: “It’s a two-uns gold piece!”
Ken: “Yeah, a two-ounce gold piece. And?”
Robert: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Ken and I both stare at Robert (who is junior to Ken by some number of years), and it dawns on Robert that he knows more about the semi-lumpy stuff that comes out of the corridor than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 1.00 discount.
Story 10
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Arno holds it up to the spacy light coming from behind the little oven, and says, “Hey, Dennis, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Dennis: “It’s a two-ounce gold piece!”
Arno: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Dennis: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Arno and I both stare at Dennis (who is junior to Arno by some number of years), and it dawns on Dennis that he knows more about surgical methodicalness than about gold pieces.
But that ding-a-ling gives me no discount.
Story 11
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Walter puts it on his little radio, and says, “Hey, Philip, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Philip: “It’s a two-uns gold piece!”
Walter: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Philip: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Walter and I both stare at Philip (who is junior to Walter by some number of years), and it dawns on Philip that he knows more about his silica-and-iron Minecraft building than about gold pieces.
But that ding-a-ling gives me no discount.
Story 12
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and William puts it on his little radio, and says, “Hey, Robert, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Robert: “It’s a two-uns gold piece!”
William: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Robert: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
William and I both stare at Robert (who is junior to William by some number of years), and it dawns on Robert that he knows more about the spacy light coming from behind the little oven than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 4.00 discount.
Story 13
I drop the gold piece on the counter (bong!), and Daniel compares it to the semi-lumpy stuff that comes out of the corridor, and says, “Hey, Yoshua, why do you think this gold piece is fake?”
Yoshua: “It’s a two-ounce gold piece!”
Daniel: “Yeah, a two-uns gold piece. And?”
Yoshua: “Well, there’s no such thing, is there?”
Daniel and I both stare at Yoshua (who is junior to Daniel by some number of years), and it dawns on Yoshua that he knows more about Profound Discoveries than about gold pieces.
So that ding-a-ling gives me a 1.00 discount.