This is my feeble attempt to pitch to this older gentleman walking by.
He stops. He feels the Super Sponge. “Smooth as a baby’s bottom.” He looked at me expectantly.
For once in my life, I didn’t know what to say. No sale.
This is my feeble attempt to pitch to this older gentleman walking by.
He stops. He feels the Super Sponge. “Smooth as a baby’s bottom.” He looked at me expectantly.
For once in my life, I didn’t know what to say. No sale.
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