And your junk.
(Just kidding, Mumsie.)
You -- meaning you-Mumsie, not you-you --
-- you have the peeps in . . .
. . . you beg the peeps to come in . . .
. . . and you sell them your stuff-and-junk . . .
. . . and you hope they buy the ancillary stuff-and-junk while they're at it.
Yeah, I know. They never buy enough of the stuff-and-junk, and you're left with all the leftover stuff-and-junk.
But amidst all that ubiquitous stuff-and-junk . . .
Sometimes you find treasures.
Holy mother of mercy. That is a LOT of things.
ReplyDeleteHope the Mumster made a killing!
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Jacquie
Did someone buy the orange/brown glassware set (dishes and cordial glasses)? I might just have picked up that specific stuff-and-junk.
ReplyDeleteLove Mistah's find. But, um, how old is that there stout? Oh, I guess he likes the growler that it's in, huh?
Good eye, Beth. That's Mumsie's Depression Era china -- the nicest thing for sale!
ReplyDeleteAnd Mistah's holding an *empty* beer holder, from Way Back When we we brewed the magical stuff ourselves.....
E.
Love that depression era glass! It was probably a great deal too. I probably don't even want to know what it went for. Ah well. You can't buy all the stuff-and-junk in the world....
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