My colleague just told me about a showing he went to last week for one of his listings.  He opened a nice home for an elderly couple to see and after looking at all the rooms, backyard, and closets they stood for a few moments in the foyer chatting.

Suddenly a noise echoed throughout the empty room.  When all eyes turned to the husband he sheepishly said, “It’s old age and too much cabbage.”

I say my friend should be grateful his customer hadn’t eaten a plate full of pinto beans and cornbread.