Firstly, it's garbage night and the feeling's right, yes it's garbage night... Will it be trash or treasure tonight? Oooh I am rubbing my hands together in anticipation. Gloves and torch are at the ready! I never got around to showing you this little item I picked out of the bin on one of my missions. It's German, ja? I've still not even opened it, but the packaging is pretty super..
The above video is dedicated to my bin. Yes, yes it is. Please watch it. Love it. Play it loud and proud. Look at Kenny Rogers then. Now look at Kenny Rogers (scroll down to number 10). What the heck was this man thinking? He looked like a nice dude before, I liked his wrinkles. He looked a little like Santa. Now, not so much - he doesn't even look like Kenny Rogers! Anyway, enough of that tangent. We're getting ready to Postman Pat. Though I am a little worried (oh the pressure!) that we're going to disappoint. Never fear, we'll forge forward and do what we can do.
It's our third wedding anniversary next week. Wracking my brains for a small gift idea. It's leather. Whip suggestions need not apply! I'm thinking leather photo frame. Anyone seen any nice ones lately?
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Poor Kenny - first a Gambler, then the Coward of the County, then Lucille when away. Now all he has is a chicken chain and a bad eye job.
Good luck tonight on your expedition! I'm no help with picture frames, but failing finding a good one - wallets, belts, photo albums and chaps are all good alternatives. Kenny would agree.
Thats hilarious - I love that you have dedicated a song to your bin - it truly is LOVE
Oh Kenny, a bedazzled jacket was never going to be a good look...it didn't matter which decade it was.
Didn't Whitney look a bit of awwright before she hit the crack?
In pursuit of Kenny, I wish I hadn't scrolled down as quite as far as No.9. I can't get that image of that Tori's cleavage/ravine out of my head.
I love bin night. I can't wait to see the spoils. :)
Oh dear, all those plastic knockers and not the good bird watching sort. Here's to growing old gracefully.
I am still concerned, first it was Mum's birthday before bin night and now we are thinking about anniversaries before bin night, lets hope we can find a leather wallet as opposed to an old chicken wing.
PS. I don't think you should be feeling too much Postman Pat pressure. Caleb is excited if he can get a blooger out his nose, the bar is not that high (hope that wasn't too much information)
i shouldnt laugh but i did thanks, how about a pair of leather thongs. You would be surprised how long a good pair last for and they dont keep smells, ya know what i'm saying?
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