So Jess and I are having a garage/yard/driveway sale. We thought we had more stuff than we do. If you’ve ever been garage sale-ing, you know it’s common practice to creep by each one and decide if you want to stop or not. Most of our creepers continue on down the street. Lazy fucking bastards. I admit, if I was in their position, I would probably do the same thing. But I am not in their position, so I am justified in passing judgement. So wish us luck on our entrepreneurial endeavor, because if we don’t make back the $21 we spent in drinks, signs, and a permit, it will have all been in vain.
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