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Random nonsense.

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First a few oddities I saw while grocery shopping.

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Is the jerky still perky if it’s not turkey?

Is the turkey still perky if it’s not jerky?

Inquiring minds want to know.

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Chocolate and wine, two things I enjoy… but mixed together at the “fine wine” price of $7.99?

Probably not.

And now? A trending story on my town’s Facebook page.

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Technically he hasn’t crossed the road yet, but it’s only a matter of time.

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Because new margarita recipes must be shared.

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You can buy decorative logs on Wayfair… and I’ve just realized I can make a fortune selling the contents of our woodshed to idiots.

Score!

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Crayon porn?

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Crayons and coloring books. The quintessential accessories of an innocent childhood.

Or not.

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I ask you, does anyone really need Penis Pump Periwinkle?

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This has got to be one of the weirdest things I’ve seen in a while… and I just posted about the Poop Strap.

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Everything is a dildo? I beg to differ….

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Anal Bleach Apricot?

I never colored my fruit trees with that when I was young.

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Because sometimes you do get what you paid for… and then some.

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Years ago I had a wonderful little purse size green bottle of perfume with a funky top. It was a lightly herbal, somewhat floral refreshing scent. Naturally I couldn’t remember the name of it, but I knew it wasn’t expensive so I went shopping on Amazon just on the off chance I’d see it.

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Green, funky top, inexpensive…needing a new small bottle for my purse, I thought that could be it and ordered one.

I was wrong.

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So very wrong. The stupid thing towers above every other bottle I own and is most definitely not purse sized.

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Here it is next to a bottle of Chanel for scale. I’m sure it’s my fault for not noting the size when I bought it, but damn. Now I’m stuck with what seems like a gallon.

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Things I don’t need.

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I’m blaming the high tech toaster I received for Christmas on the first two ridiculous products that showed up on my feed.

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A smiling toast lamp? Jesus wept…

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And if I don’t want toast lighting my way to the bathroom, I certainly don’t need toast warming my hands either.

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Stickers on my eyelids? Just… no.

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Let me guess… when the water level is at half, I’ve drunk half the water? Brilliant. I never would have figured that out on my own.

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Out with the old, in with the why did we need new?

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As reported, I was gifted with kitchen appliances this Christmas.

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Though we didn’t need new…

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These perfectly functioning (not really) old machines are now destined for donation.

Though I’ve repeatedly (you’d think 38 years of repetition would be enough) told my husband appliances are not a desired gift, I receive them on a regular basis.

And because my spouse loves to buy overpriced gadgets that savvy saleswomen tell him will change our lives…. this year there was a deluxe Breville microwave with self closing door. ( That I keep slamming shut out of habit and will probably break.)

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I never cook in a microwave, just reheat… so this was a tad over the top.

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But won’t that shiny stainless steel interior be fun to keep clean?

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And then?

There was the toaster to end all toasters.

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We be fancy now.

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Warning! Huntington Gorge….

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On one of our random scenic drives around Vermont we stopped at a diner for lunch. Wondering if there were any points of interest nearby, we asked the locals who promptly sent us to Huntington Gorge.

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At first glance it didn’t look promising.

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And to be honest, the second and third glances weren’t any better.

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Everywhere we looked there were warnings.

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And while I’m not normally obtuse, I was beginning to get the feeling we weren’t wanted.

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So of course… after all the Danger Will Robinson! signs?

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My mountain goat husband had to investigate.

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Right at the very edge they warned us about.

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Please note yours truly listened to robot and was well out of danger range.

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Yeah. That limb will hold you honey, no problem.

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Needless to say he survived. But it wasn’t for lack of trying.

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Christmas things you probably don’t need.

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But if you do need them? You know who to thank…

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I don’t need this dangling from my tree, but if you do? I’ll try not to judge.

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I love me some chickens, but Santa rooster bowling shirt? Pass.

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Though I admit this one does makes a statement.

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Is this a thing? Have I missed yet another trend….

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Saw this in Wal Mart but did not make the mistake of pressing the button.

Nope. Not me.

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Random nonsense and something for Mark…

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Because there’s never a lack of ridiculous things to talk about.

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Do I need to color rainbow animal poop? I do not, but speaking of pooping animals…

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The required new Lord Dudley Mountcatten shot.

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Another item has been added to the husband’s man cave display of torture implements old tools. A hobbler as seen on the upper left. He says it’s for cows, I’m wondering if it will fit in my purse so I can use it on him the next time we go antique shopping.

And lastly, something for Mark…who has a thing for flamingoes and likes to decorate for Halloween.

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I’m always thinking of you buddy.

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Things you probably don’t need.

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Heck, you’ll never need these things…. who am I kidding.

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This is such a stupid useless item, the only thing they could think to put on it is plastic Easter eggs.

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Even the cat is unpleased by this idea.

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Huh?

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I’m glad they showed someone demonstrating this ridiculous product. The fact that’s she’s feeding brass geese adds to the authenticity.

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And just in case you need a larger pot, because sometimes size matters…

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😳

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