people love a sale.
it hides what is truly wrong.
this house ain’t for sale.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 30, 2026.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
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Love it - you are pandering to my short humerous side
People love a sale
they think their buys are bargains
but sails are for boats
Hahaha! Exactly, Michael! After which we say, bon voyage! 👋🤣 Love it, my friend. Thanks for stopping by! 🪵🙏🕯️🖤
Good write T.
Alas, we can't overturn Popeye's antics! lol. Why not? WCAT. lol.
Orchidee…haha, Popeye really is untouchable at this point, isn’t he…no amount of overturning is stopping that man. WCAT indeed…guess we just have to let him run wild. 😱🤪 🪵🙏🕯️🖤
Clever!! Love it!! Sale on!!
Thank you, Katie! Much appreciated! 🪵🙏🕯️🖤
That made me think Tristan and that is a good thing. I could hear the gears grinding as the rust fell off. A definite fave. My house is not for sale either unless someone wants to pay more than I think anyone would for it. (everything has a price)
Soren…that image of the gears grinding as the rust falls off…that’s exactly it…not polished, just real movement. And I hear you…yes…if someone wants to shower me excessively with riches for my abode, I might be persuaded to comfortably relocate and contemplate life from a slightly smaller throne. LOL! Otherwise…not for sale. Always appreciate you stepping into it like this, my friend. 🪞🛍️🔥🙏
You are most welcome my friend. This one was deep and provoked thought that price is not always in money but there is always a price
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