



OK, I haveta admit - shopping fer my MARK (of integrity!) has been a leedle taxing on m'braincellx, and I almost wanna erase my auctionshitescape and start anew. Sooner than later I will relent and say that I bought that Maserati with an ill-gotten COVID tax credit after burning down a RICKY RAT display at the San Antigua Falls Mall (the last one with a Coconuts that I can remember). Nobuddy got hurt, 'cept those taxpayers! Also, I am going 2 jail

Inna mean thymme (HELMET LP), I am astounded at the level of junk that seller's P. sellin' these days. Does it BOOG? $5000! Still factory fresh but absoultely BORKEN? $9Ksimollians OBOderant! Do it HONK?!? CALL 4 PRIX! It's like a shadow whirled, and Silly Corgan is Dean of Sudanese Affairs (OBSCURE WRESTLING TERM).
Mostly, I am trying to stick to boring schtuff like cables n' picks (could fortify a small iberian hut with all the loosies in this place), but as Black Friday hovers, I wheel try to stay off - but who'meye kiddin'1?! That's prime time to be bored w/ fambly, but IMHOHOHO, nobuddy else is sellin' 'cept Yammazon, D'Zonner, Chet's HouseO'Wheels & whatever has becomme of the remains of Center d'Guitar (mostly blowing out piano legs, at this point).
Anyhow, this is truly a call 4 halp to all my fellow SANTEASE, earl gray, because a) you are WORTH IT b) your habits are OUTTA KONTROL as it is (let's be honess p. wagnerian about it), and C) we LOVE YOU stop buying things fer fuggs sake.
HOWEVER, you should buy that pre-owned wes BENTLEY, that small by-boat-only MANSION you've been eyeing during caddy czechs, endless amounts of PORK BELLIES, and, if you're allowed the space, that fully functioning SALMON FARM that is an absolute steel near Upper Ferry, CANADADIAN WILLDERNEZ (relatively speaking as your Thanksgiving relative you are ignoring on Thanksgiving).
