Honor system and 2 meals.

Does anyone have a house they want to sell us using the honor system and with no down payment? I'd love the opportunity to take advantage of your kindness. In return, I promise that:
  • our payments will be timely and in full
  • we'll cook you at least 2 meals over the lifetime of our debt owed to you
  • those meals will be somewhere in the taste range of mediocre to fairly good
So, anyone?...

Anyone?...

Fine, I'll stick to drawing my dream house. It looks a little like this:



Okay, maybe not exactly like that. But if you would have sold me that house like I asked, you wouldn't have had to look at this picture, would you? So whose fault is that?

Yours.

xo

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