“Sell any peaches today?” I asked,
“Not a one,” he sighed, depressed.
“You’re in a college town,” I replied. “Let me show you how to move peaches.”
I picked up a peach and whipped it at a passer-by. Soon, after about ten minutes, everybody was whipping the fruit at one another and after a while, the farmer’s stand was completely cleared of peaches. Nobody bought any, though.