It’s been a while since I’ve posted in the blog, but I saw the post from Matt Randall’s Black Belt Academy about their yard sale today and couldn’t resist.
I love to go to yard sales. Often there are such interesting items and I have a passion for antiques, mainly because the older people are slower and easier to catch when I’m hungry.
Sometimes, though, I just want a small snack and I’ll ask how much the kids are going for. Why do people look at me so strangely when I ask? They advertise ‘everything must go’??? If you aren’t selling the children, why are they there? Is that just to tease my grumbling stomach? And, when I ask a simple question, please don’t throw things at me and threaten to call the cops. Some people can be so rude.
Last summer at a garage sale I tried to buy a 10 year old girl for lunch and a lady threw a toaster at me. When I put my hand up to block, it ripped off my middle finger. I still keep it in my pocket so I can pull it out and stick it up at people as I’m leaving.
So far, still no luck on the Zombie Anti-Discrimination Act I sent to Congress. And, my congressman hasn’t even replied. Looks like he won’t get my vote next session. And, at the voting booth they keep trying to tell me I can’t vote because I’m dead. I try to explain that i’m ‘undead’, but they don’t care. Just another reason we need that legislation passed. Please write your congressman and ask them to pass my bill. Thanks.