Recently, we heard of a friend who was being considered for a prestigious position at one of Mecklenburg County's women's clubs. While sitting in the backseat, she overheard this conversation:
Lady 1: I have to drive down to Columbia next week.
Lady 2: Oh, could I come to Columbia with you?
Lady 1: Sure... why Columbia?
Lady 2: Oh, that's where my furs are stored.
Apparently, people "store furs." We'll let you figure this one out.
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