I was just at the beach this past weekend. While lying on the sand, this fat man in a Speedo holding some electronic device walked up to me and insisted that I get up and move.
After I insisted that it was in his best interest to find some decent swim trunks, I further explained that the beach went on for miles and he could find some other place to sit- preferably not in the vicinity of me.
After some back and forth conversation, it took me a while to realize just why he wanted me to move. Turns out the electronic device in his hand was a metal detector and he was convinced I was lying a top a some trasure (like a nail or something).
He didn't believe me when I told him the "prize" was inside me and I'm worth a ton, but I moved over anyways.
He never could figure out why his metal detector would not stop beeping. He'd dig- and nothing. Dig, and nothing.
Eventually he just walked away frustrated, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Ode to the Titanium Bling.........

 

 

great story.

 

I saw a guy with a metal detector at the beach the other day, next time I see him I'll creep up to him and confuse him! ;) xxx

 

Well did he zero in on the treasure chest ? Which of you were lucky

 

Now there's your double entendre!
See, Patch, I never looked at it that way. I have treasure in my chest. Who would've thunk it?
Such brillance is scary under shocking circumstances.
Zzzz!

I'm always lucky.
I eat Lucky Charms, and I can walk under ladders.......
and somehow attract fat men in Speedos.
Who could ask for any better luck than that? Cha-chang!

 

but what nerve some people have and how dare him. i think i would ahve said no and shot him the finger. jessie hey guess what the spam is? spot lol

 

What a cheek. But the best response would have been to negotiate a 50/50 deal if you were willing to move. Then be very encouraging with his digging telling him to dig deeper and faster as you "cant wait all day for the treasure" . When he was totally exhausted you could have hidden a dime in your hand and pretended to scoop it out from the bottom of the hole with shrieks of delight whilst telling him his metal detector was fit for the dumpster . He wont bother you again. Cheers Peter