hemightbegiant

Being drunk is good. It makes me say things I usually wouldn't say.
This fucking kid (same kid from 2 blogs ago) offered me $150 for a female cinnamon or a female pastel.

One of my female pastels is proven, so at LEAST $600, and the other is HUGE...so probably $800.
A female cinnamon is worth at least $300...and the way this girl is eating...no way I'd sell her.

So...being drunk, I just told him point blank our business is done because he keeps offering me laughable prices or snakes I don't want or need.

Hurray for a 12 pack of hard cider bringing out the words I won't normally say while sober!

It's also hard to type correctly while tipsy...but I can do it dammit!

-me

-Added-
He responded by telling me my pastels are not worth what I said (they are) and he can get them at shows for $200. Ok asshat, do that then and stop wasting my time.
Then he said he could have sold me that het pied for $400 but if I wanted to be arrogant he wouldn't. I told him again he is wasting my time, and that I would not be responding to his emails anymore.

I've never wanted to punch a 14 year old...this one...I do. Haha.