Yesterday I took the Howler & a friend of hers to the rinky-dink "first bash of summer" carnival. It's not that big (three hours there is waaayyyy too long.)
It's sponsored by the Red Cross, and this year, they had a tent sent up, with a rummage sale going on. It was amusing to look at some of the truly tacky things they had there for sale.
While I was standing near said rummage waiting for the Howler & Co to return from their adventures on the ferris wheel, a random passerby commented to me, "Well, there's nothing there I'd sell my soul to the devil to own."
I don't even need to make eye contact anymore!
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