No, I don't want to buy your used blankets, your nasty hairbrush with a pound of hair still stuck to it, or any of the 9 different paper shredders inexplicably lined up on your suburbanite lawn. And my wife doesn't want your wife's skanky 80's clothes either, although she'll make me wait in the goddamn car for 20 minutes while she looks at them all.
RATING: 18%, only because 8 different yards yielded a clothes iron and a bookshelf today.
(Image from www.st-timothy.net. St. Timothy was apparently the patron saint of trying to sell the all the ridiculous crap in your basement instead of sending it to the dump where it belongs.)
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You sound like me, willing to take a whole day searching to save a little money. But I find when that money is used for buying beer at the bar it's very worth it.
80's clothes may be skanky but at least they don't make your ass look fatter than it actually is.
Nothing could make my ass look fatter than it actually is.
Yeah, those low-rise jeans, which you probably don't wear because you're a guy, make all butts look fatter cuz they only go half way up. I hate them. But that's all a girl can buy nowadays--except at yard sales where I do most of my shopping.
In Houston we have yard sales, too. But at our yard sales, the old clothes people acquire come from your interrupted load of laundry that someone decided to steal your undergarments out of. And no money is exchanged. SICK, Houston. Sick.
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