Kind of. I sold one and I… traded another one. A legal consultant managed to persuade me that I definitely need some legal help and protection. I was reluctant at first, but then I recalled the lady who put her cat in the microwave to dry it, because it was wet, and then successfully sued the company producer. Because, surprisingly, it died!
On the night after I had a nightmare about cats spinning in 3D space around some microwaves who were trying to eat them, opening and closing their ever-hungry doors. No, I am just kidding you. But seriously speaking I figured out that after all it is worth to trade a word for possible legal protection. So now all of you should fear the Mighty Lawyer on my side!
The word that actually sold is ‘night’, going to a rock club that is very close to where I live. A very nice place if you like this type of music with lots of live bands coming often.
Good night everyone and may the law be on your side.