On our trip to Israel, Priscilla and I walked the streets of Bethlehem. An older Arab man stopped us on our walk and said to me, ‘Your daughter is very beautiful. Can I buy her? I offer 26 Camels.’
At that moment, sadly, the old New Yorker kicked in and I almost immediately said, ‘How about 27 Camels?’
This is a photo of the 27th Camel I was offered.
charles osewalt's blog 
You did sell me for 27 camels
Reblogged this on brendan joyce.