This blog will return after some more badly needed classic American Summer laziness. Swear to the thrift store gods.
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Seeking to answer the question "How could they throw that away?" by posing the equally problematic question "Why in the hell did I just buy that?"
THRIFT STORES CAN BE DANGEROUS - BEWARE OF GUN-TOTING BABIES
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- TURN ONS: mid-century modern style, history, incredibly strange records, mind-warping 1970s kid's shows, jazz, clutter... TURN OFFS: dust, heat, scratched records, $2.00 for a t-shirt when it's clearly only worth $1.00, reality television, clutter...
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6 comments:
You'd think after all the sexual abuse scandals The Church has weathered they'd know better than to have a monk bank where you put things in its slot and finger it to get them out.
I'm glad you'll be back soon! Someone linked your blog on my message board weeks back when you posted the old game post and I throughly enjoyed it and have been checking back for new posts.
Come back soon...goll' I miss you! I need to laugh!
I'm glad I'm not the only thrift blogger to take a hiatus....my excuse is all the wretched tourons (aka tourist morons) who make it nearly impossible for me to go thrift shopping.
My grandmother had a monk bank with "Thou shall not steal" on it in her kitchen, but it wasn't that one. Hers had closed eyes and little fuzzy strip of 'hair' going around its head like a headband. She also had a set of hull brown drip plates and cups.
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