Underneath the back-sweat stains, this chair appeared to be weeping. Or perhaps those are just additional back-sweat stains? But really, how did this chair get so grody? Did it…
Happy (almost) Independence Day America! Wow, how old does that make you, 238, 239? You’re really getting up there in years old girl! Here, take a seat before those…
Did Satan’s brothel have a yard-sale? Because I’m pretty sure that’s where Sharon picked up this sofa. Oh, the stories that tattered red velvet could tell. But Sharon had…
((I’m headed off to Girl’s Camp with my church this week, so please enjoy this trip through the archives in the meantime. And get excited for The Mystery Thrift…
Sometimes life hands you lemons. And those lemons are shaped like loveseats. And those loveseats are covered in fabric that make your eyes bleed. But, as the saying goes,…
Oh my goodness, your limericks from Wednesday were hilarious! I will pick a winner and announce it on Monday! Currently, for reasons too boring to explain, I am attempting…
