On Saturday afternoon a guy came and knocked on our door. He claimed he was from a meat delivery service (points to refrigerator truck parked out in street) and had a bunch of extra stuff on his truck and rather than take it all back and have to do the paperwork, he’d like to sell me some of these conveniently already assembled assorted packs. Does this sound sketchy to you?
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