Monstarules
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Everyone, this is a find of a lifetime. Now, years ago my grandfather had cleaned a house for a lady. She let him and his workers keep all the coins. He and my grandmother filled out books upon books of Walkers, Kennedys, Bens, Mercs, Jeffs, Washingtons, you name it. My grandfather told me of this about 4 years ago. This year, he finally showed me what would one day be mine. We went to the bank, and went to go see what was in the safety deposit box. A stack of books, and a sack FILLED with silvers. I was in heaven, and he said "Monsta (of course that's not my name), I know that you are the coin collector in this family. These are all yours. I will keep them safely here in the safety deposit box for you, until I can't anymore." So, of course, we all went through everything again. He told me stories upon stories about this lady. Anyways, I saw a stack of morgans. I laughed, and told him I would eat my socks if I found a really rare coin. Then, I saw the coin:

I was happy because it was a Morgan. But then I flipped it over.

My grandma just baked the meatloaf with my tastiest (I hope) pair of socks. It is very much real. It weighs the same as the others and dings like it is supposed to. My grandfather had no clue what it was, and what it was worth until I told him.

I was happy because it was a Morgan. But then I flipped it over.

My grandma just baked the meatloaf with my tastiest (I hope) pair of socks. It is very much real. It weighs the same as the others and dings like it is supposed to. My grandfather had no clue what it was, and what it was worth until I told him.
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