paddle boats
Sports center has a paddle boat. Its five-hundred dollars, of course taking into account the $50-off, end-of-summer sale. I want it. Aye’ Hudson, me, Ani, Kaja, Erica, the cool green water of the Hudson, a nap on the boat in a stinky swamp. Nothing stopping me from the city besides my long legs paddling away. Can you imagine the sense of freedom? oh paddle boat, wont you be mine?
Only problem, $550 dollars. I think I will raise it from the incoming freshmen. Sell them candy and old donuts at high markup, and turn profit, because most of them can’t leave campus. If I can sell every freshman $1 worth of merchandise, I can get my paddle boat!
If I sold them $2 each I could buy a red shed to park it in. Put it down by the hudson, and pull it out for my boating pleasure. Of course Bard will bot mind a little shed in the woods, cause they’re nice like that. All I need is a paddle boat. And the infinite bliss of the Hudson valley will be mine.
