Dorking around in second-hand stores is one of the many white-knuckle, type A male activities I enjoy doing between naps. Nothing like living on the edge by putting on your shoes and going that the strip mall.
But these second-hand stores around here are fucking expensive. What's up with that? I'm looking for deals. Jeez. I could pay 50 cents more and get whatever I want brand new and stain-free.
No wonder these places are always so cluttered.
Published on February 18, 2012 17:51