I went to a swap meet this weekend. My buddies get a couple spots to sell some old car parts they have, mostly stuff that is going to the scrap yard if no one buys it. I went to party for the weekend and sold $125 worth of junk out of my garage.
I spent part of my found money on:
Plastic, water proof flare container - $10.00
It is a tube, about 16"? long and 4-5" diameter, w/ a handle on it. That will be the treasure chest, when I send my boy into the yard, with a map, on a Treasure Hunt this summer.
7 boxes of XL high risk nitrile gloves - $63.00
They are the most durable, best fitting ones to use in my shop, but they are hard to find. They are $10/box at flea markets, and if you buy 2, you can usually get em for $18. Last time I bought a case of 10 boxes for $80.00, so I started right off jewing the guy to $8.00/box. Fucker didn't have a full case left by the time I got there, and he refused to go lower than $9.00/box. I said "fuck it" and bought em, cause it would cost me $10 in gas, round trip from my house to the flea market I bought em at last time.
Battery Terminal Cleaner - $2.00
Fuckin 23 yrs I been driving, and I never had battery terminals corrode like on my van and tractor in the past year.
5'tall Drill Press - Free
Dude in the spot next to us didn't want to bring it home, so he gave it to us. My one friend got the 8' Rubbermaid folding table, and I don't know if scrappers swiped the 2 transmissions the dude left, or my other friend took em home to scrap em.
I was so dehydrated from spending all day swilling beer on asphalt, in the sun, that when I got home today and jacked off to all the short shorts and sun shining through sundress clad thigh gaps, it was like my cock burped up paste.
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Thinking of cracked-out and/or tweaking whores getting their throats and asses brutalized for the next hit makes me hard. --Rear Admiral