Okay, I am really tired of having these around, so if someone could distribute them as need be:
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[li]bricks - for those a few shy of a load[/li][li]sandwiches - for those a few shy of a picnic[/li][li]sodas - for those a few shy of a 6-pack[/li][li]crayons - for those who used to eat them (:raises hand:) and are now a few shy of a 64 pack[/li][li]grains of sand - for those a few shy of a beach[/li][/ul]
Also a really big (14-point) deer that was given to me. It’s taking up a lot of room, so if i can pass the buck to someone, anyone, I’d appreciate it.
Bumbazine, can I trade you something for the animal magnetism? Once I had some mutual attractions, but they are over there in the free box with the warning labels attached.
screech-owl, I want those bricks to add on to my stairway to heaven; we’ll put them right behind the burnt bridges for now.
Well, I’ve got to go back to work now. It’s been fun visiting with y’all. I’ll try to stop back by after. I just live right over there in that house on the corner of Memory Lane. and the road to… Yeah, that’s right, the glass one.
No, I don’t know who those kids with the stones are. If they were my mine, I wouldn’t spare the rod, I’ll tell you. I caught them mangling an expression the other day, and I just know it was them who split that bunch of infinitives I planted in my side yard.
That reminds me: I used to have a beautiful matched pair of entendres in my garage. If I can find them I’ll bring them over.
Bye now.
Sorry Spider Woman, I wasn’t ignoring you, I just tripped over that opportunity there (I usually miss those.)
By all means I’ll trade. Do you have any rhetorics? I find that they burn better than bridges, a hotter flame I think. Just the thing when I’m roasting Crow.
Oh, and I think I’ll have just one more cookie before I go.
Hi everyone! I brought some fajita fixin’s and some Dos XX beer… what a party this has started to be! And look at all the neat stuff!! I brought this paddle, just in case someone is stuck up a creek without one.
Hi everyone, just got back from the neighbor’s surprise birthday party. There was lots of extra cake, so she sent it with me to share at the garage sale.
She said she’ll be bringing over a shoe tree in partial bloom (just the tongues are sticking out) and a clothes horse (which should fit underneath that high horse) (but that’s a horse of a different color).
A techno type just dropped by a bunch of computer mice. I’ll put them by the other rodents and far away from the missing lynx.
I’ve still got a whole basement full of stuff to go through; back later. Save me some black olive and mushroom pizza!
Let’s see what we have here, fresh from the back of the closet.
I have lots of opinions I can donate – actually, I have more than anyone else I know. I’m afraid some of these are merely prejudices, and others have begun to ripen into conclusions, but most are still reasonably flexible. (I think that may be a bit of ethical relativism stuck to the bottom of the jars; I hope it’s not too sticky.)
Ah, I have a complete set of misgivings here! I also have some serious reservations; will those get me a place on one of the guilt trips?
I’ll bet we can put all those jars on the shelf with the vials of intentions, or maybe we can put them all in that nice handbasket that Cranky brought by (presentation is everything). And now we have some smilies with sunglasses donated by Sweet Sue. Should we put all the smilies by the rose colored glasses?
Deb2world, I guess you’re right. A little hare raising never hurt anyone.
The weather is much better today, so we probably don’t have to have a half-price sale to unload stuff get. And remember, we have more room in the neighbor’s garage if we run out, so keep those items coming!
(Delores, there have been many times when I needed that paddle.)
Hi again! <plops rolls of dimes and quarters on mathematical table> I noticed as I was out shopping and bopping around the threads that their are some of you who would like to get things off your chests.
Well step right up and bare all. We can start a special aisle for trade-ins and exchanges, and call it Mammary Lane. Small sizes can trade up, large sizes can trade down, and mismatched sizes can trade one or the other. Go ahead, try some, it doesn’t take much bra-very. And don’t worry about busting anything.
Okay, I found this lovely hand basket me mum gave me after I told her I wasn’t a believer anymore. And I found a whole ziplock baggy full of conundrums that are always befuddling me.
That’s it for now, but that’s also only one box I’ve looked through…guess we’ll see if I can find anything more useful.
Hey, I have got something–its about me person, right now…I’ve always a spoonful of kindness to spare to share with anyone trying to make lemonade with the lemons life’s handed them–just let me know.
My sister’s friend dropped off a whole bunch more stuff, so I think I will have to start putting some in the neighbor’s garage, in the derriere section (in the back, of course). We’ll move the rat’s asses on a shelf back there, and put them next to the leaping conclusions and horses’ hind ends that she dropped off. Maybe we should separate the buts from the ifs and ands, and put the buts on the bottom shelf.
Peta, we can put the conundrums between the burning questions and the flies in the oinments.
And I love lemonade; let’s make some to give the next group of garage sale browsers.
Wow - I was cleaning out the guest room closet and came across all these birthday suits!! I thought they’d make a festive addition to the sale. I was hoping to contribute some fedoras too, but all I could find was a tip of the hat. I was pretty sure I had a fur wrap somewhere, but I guess someone stole it.
We should maybe sort those birthday suits according to condition (stretched out, sunfaded, wrinkle-resistant, etc.) and hang them somewhere away from cold drafts. Tatertot and TwistOfFate might be tempted by them (unless they found a sense of shame; I hope not.)
Thats okay about the fur wraps. Peta and I wouldn’t like them anyhoo, but we might be able to simulate something with all the donated animal hair.
