Yesterday morning at an estate sale I discovered that money might not buy happiness, but it can buy…fur aprons.
(The aprons are being displayed by another estate sale customer. She was as amused as I was.)
While I didn’t feel even a tiny bit of temptation to purchase either of these oddities, I did name them: Fur Thing 1 and Fur Thing 2. I also categorized them under the heading, More Money than Sense.
Peace, people.
It could have been a great start for a really funky Halloween costume, though. Maybe. Um… I don’t think even I’m creative enough to make that work.
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When I saw them all I could picture was my messy self in the kitchen.
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I hope it was made of fake fur; what a horrid misuse of an animal.
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I’m fairly sure they were. I didn’t touch either of them. Eww!
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Look like someone couldn’t part with Grandma’s old fur coats and thought turning them into napkins for cooking spills and messes would make sense… not!
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That’s a thought. I could almost understand someone doing it for sentimental reasons.
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WHAT???? how weird is that?
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Extremely weird.
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What the… ? lol
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I know! And it’s not like Tallahassee is a huge city. People aren’t anonymous here.
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Quite erotic, though. If you like that sort of thing
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I’m too private for stuff like that.
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I understand that this response was meant for another post
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Oh! Ignore my other response! thought we were talking about my other post! I never thought about fur aprons being erotic, but I suppose they could be.
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