I went to a yard sale and got a really old Coca-Cola for like 2 cents, and I was gonna drink it but I thought it was too old to drink, so my brother suggested we microwave it to see if there were any germs in it.
So we microwaved the can and it started oozing green radioactive goo and we were like, yup, def has germs in it.
The microwave started beeping to let us know it was done, but it was in a weird tone like a creepy ambulance, so we started running but the sound was just getting louder, and I woke up to an ambulance outside my neighbors house in a cold sweat, thinking I was gonna die due to radioactive Coca-Cola.
I found a few more magazines that I don’t need in another box in my garage (but I scribbled my name on them anyway). Text me “YARD SALE” if you want one: (323) 405-9939
Imagine going to yard sales with your f/o. Imagine them finding some old toy/item that's just like one that they used to have when they were younger, and imagine how their face lights up as they pick up.
Their smile as you go to the person hosting the yard sale and buy it for your f/o!
Or like,,,, imagine going to a yard sale with your f/o to get some easy grabs for your guy's new house/apartment y'all both moved into. Imagine one of you pointing at something and going "That'd be perfect for the kitchen!!" rahhh
I mean technically is was an 'estate sale' but same thing. there was also a gnome on a leaf, a gemed out sword in the stone and a sick looking wyvern/dragon thing
I was putting a bunch of large creepy stuff I don't own into a yard sale. A bunch of old deceased people were there, with me. We had a yard sale festival.
Due to a laggy server, a lot of you got the email about my yard sale late (and even more of you don’t know the difference between AM and PM), so I’m going to extend my little yard sale one more day:
Text me "YARD SALE" TOMORROW, July 2, between 10-11 AM PT (that’s morning, for the confused) and I’ll give away a few more things.