As I have discussed previously, one of my hobbies is a thing I call Junkbombing.
“What is junkbombing,” you ask? Junkbombing is when you take your own busted-ass crap and secretly leave it at other people’s garage sales.
Please allow me to show you my trophies from the past several months:
Another Electronic Arts Retracto-Keychain
Little Duck Made Out of Pipe Cleaners and Felt
Plastic Hand-Clapping Noisemaker
iPod Car Charger
Heart-shaped Squeezy Stress Toy
This is some sort of personal Yelp-style log book. You write down your own reviews for restaurants you go to. And never share them.
A Set of Cards Displaying Motorcycle Parts. In 3-D. Glasses Included.
Not One But Two Dolphin Keychains. That Look Like Earrings.
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Nice. But your lightbox is slooooowwwww.