Robby Raccoon
Trash Digger
So, I got $20 late from a couple as a Christmas gift. Brenda and Jim didn't know what to get me. She told me, "Go spend it on a bottle." I had one in mind, but didn't know if it'd still be there. Today after volunteering, my mom stops and lets me go into the antique store. Quickly in the window I notice a Hutch. Could it be, I hoped, a Muskegon one?
Nope.
I leave it, go back to where the bottle I wanted was, and find it gone. Looking around, I get the feeling and thought of, Go for the Hutch.
So, coming back around, I pick it up and watch the shopkeepers struggle with a "fainting couch." Offering my service, the third man steps in and says, "No, I just wanted to watch them struggle for a bit."
I move away, go to a booth I knew from previous trips. I pick up two cool tokens-- oh, and you'll love what I later discover about the first token. I really had an excellent day of buying.
Now, who wants to guess what Hutch I got, or how much I spent on it/all together for the tokens too? Who wants to guess the rarity of the Hutch and age of the better token?
Nope.
I leave it, go back to where the bottle I wanted was, and find it gone. Looking around, I get the feeling and thought of, Go for the Hutch.
So, coming back around, I pick it up and watch the shopkeepers struggle with a "fainting couch." Offering my service, the third man steps in and says, "No, I just wanted to watch them struggle for a bit."
I move away, go to a booth I knew from previous trips. I pick up two cool tokens-- oh, and you'll love what I later discover about the first token. I really had an excellent day of buying.
Now, who wants to guess what Hutch I got, or how much I spent on it/all together for the tokens too? Who wants to guess the rarity of the Hutch and age of the better token?