Because people can be predictable, I checked my local Craigslist for the word “bowel”. I did see a couple instances where the word was not used in connection with tableware. Thank you, Squatty Potty, for that new development. However, enough misuse existed to be worth the search. Continue reading
Cars come and go on Craigslist. Sparkyville is full of the wrecks of the past. Because you never know when you might be able to sell it for $200.
A few pictures, a brief explanation that is totally confusing, and a firm price of $250 if you want the tranny. It’s all good.
Best 4WD on the planet – Chassis & Suspension
1996 Range Rover – rollover
Build your ultimate off road vehicle
Body unbolts to a massive frame & suspension.
It’s all there including an extra set of air bags.
Price reduced to $200.
I believe it still has a clean title which I have.
I also have a good transmission for $250.
This is a firm price !
Please no low offers or trades,…
Shouldn’t that say the body unbolts FROM a massive frame? That last photo is a bit eerie, kind of the dead dog view. One Moving Violation submitted this as the “Best 4 Wheel Disaster”. Good call. You win the Internet!
Some folks think all 12-inch fashion dolls are the same as that one very famous one. The one that comes with all the neat cars and friends and other accessories. The one whose head came off when I took her to the beach and ill-advisedly took the doll into the waves. The one who became the Fabulous Headless Fashion Model after that. Continue reading
Long ago, when women wore long skirts and used fans to send coded messages, a particular form of marshal arts existed just for them. Using a very specially honed item of furniture, these women could fend off unwanted advances and foil attempts by thieves to rob them of their pin money. Continue reading
There’s this town called Leachfield. Actually, it’s Litchfield, but that’s only if you go straight there. If you pass through Sparkyville, it’s Leachfield. I don’t know why. Continue reading
I was looking around the lounge today and thinking it might be time to pick up some better furniture. Something that goes with the red table. Something that doesn’t smell like aunties. Something that you could sit on without endangering your life. Something tasteful yet inexpensive. Continue reading
Once upon a time, poor college kids and others of high morals and low income started to recycle things to obtain the items they needed most. Cinder blocks and planks became bookshelves. Huge slabs of foam became beds. And spools which had held cables became tables. Continue reading