You know those wire deer with lights on 'em? They sell 'em everywhere I guess. I purchased mine at a yard sale (go figure) last spring. The lady at the yard sale said that they were barely used...something about hating them. In retrospect, I probably thought she was referring to her highbrow mantra. There was some high-priced stuff in the yard....tables, accordians, mahogany dressers, etc. Weird shit too..old fucking newspapers from the twenties forward.
Me: "Would you take ten bucks for the christmas deer?"
Crazy Lady: "Which one?"
Me: "The pair."
Crazy Lady: "Oh, 5 bucks apiece? GLADLY!!"
Fast forward to the past couple of nights. The heads on the deer are fucking up...perfectly. I'll go out one hour, and the one that's supposed to be bobbing up and down is still. The other one that shakes it's head side to side is moving.
Next hour?
The exact opposite!!!
Maybe it's more than a fucking hour, but you get what I'm saying...right?
:confused:
Me: "Would you take ten bucks for the christmas deer?"
Crazy Lady: "Which one?"
Me: "The pair."
Crazy Lady: "Oh, 5 bucks apiece? GLADLY!!"
Fast forward to the past couple of nights. The heads on the deer are fucking up...perfectly. I'll go out one hour, and the one that's supposed to be bobbing up and down is still. The other one that shakes it's head side to side is moving.
Next hour?
The exact opposite!!!
Maybe it's more than a fucking hour, but you get what I'm saying...right?
:confused:
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