Tuesday, June 13
Flea Market
In our effort to save money, we went to a flea market. We probably spent more getting to the flea market than at the actual market itself. Not that it cost a lot of money to get there. It's just that we never seem to find the bargains that everyone else seems to. We try to bargain, we try to haggle, but to no avail. We saw a wicked awesome flask. Well, maybe not quite that awesome. It was only five ounces and too fat and round THEY THREW AN ELEPHANT THROUGH A WINDOW!Sorry, got distracted there.
The flask was unwieldly, that's what I was saying. But it had a picture of Lenin on it! With some kind of Russian inscription! But the old dude wanted 15 bucks for it. He seemed insulted when I offered him less. Carla had about the same luck. Meanwhile our friends were getting stuff for half price. Lame.
The best thing I bought all day was this:
And by 'best' I mean...
...most... sausage...
...I got nuthin.
Comments:
They were odd, mostly theyjust tasted like Doritos but every once in a while they'd deliver an intense sausage-osity. With ketchup.
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