One expensive cup of lemonade

5 Aug

While driving down the street, he was very unsure of what direction to take. He loved to make left turns, but this time he felt a right hand turn would be appropriate. He made his right turn and it felt great.

As he continued down the road, he saw something ahead that compelled him to stop. A young girl was serving lemonade. He came to a stop and got out of his car. He asked the young lady how much for a cup of her lemonade.

She replied, “$375.”

He initially thought the price asked was steep but she was so cute he felt obliged to purchase a cup from her.

“Do you take personal checks, young lady,” he asked.

“With two forms of I.D. I sure do,” she answered.

With that, the young man wrote a check, showed his driver´s license and his work I.D. badge and received his $375 cup of lemonade.

He got back into his car and slowly sipped his $375 cup of lemonade. In an instant, he felt his lips burn. He felt his mouth burn. The pain was so unbearable; his soul burned.

He then spilled his $375 cup of lemonade on his leather seats. They too started to burn. Little holes starting to appear on the cow skin upholstery.

With all this commotion, he did not realize he was driving on the sidewalk. Nor did he realize his impending doom for he was barreling down on a tree and only saw it when it was too late.

A woman who was going for her routine walk also failed to see the same tree behind her but did notice the car in front of her about to erase her from the list of the living.

It was too late for both of them to do anything and their lives ended in the same instant.

The funny part of the story was that it was the dead woman’s idea for her daughter to charge $375 for a cup of lemonade.

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2 Responses to “One expensive cup of lemonade”

  1. helenmidgley August 5, 2013 at 1:01 pm #

    Loved the story, don’t you just love irony, lol 🙂

    • Ryan August 5, 2013 at 9:46 pm #

      Thank you! Irony is the nutmeg of life!

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