This has got to be a joke.
No it doesn't.
Yes it does.
Funny thing is, I know a guy who would likely pick up the phone after having read that. Then we'd probably find his severed arm in a ditch across town.
I swear I'm moving.
Flea markets? The quality of a man judged by his eye for a bargain in someone else's old shit? I do not understand.
Help me out of here, please.
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