Friday, September 12, 2008

Millions, falling from the sky... or really essy minivans

So Cass and I were at a festival here in Charlottesville with some friends. There were booths set up with random vendors. Behind one of the booths, I discovered perhaps the greatest thing I've seen in weeks. I'm pretty psyched about this. I've been trying to figure out how to become a millionaire, and lo and behold, I just stumble into it behind some crappy fairground tent. What luck!

Oh - and dude, the linoleum windows are hot. They're better than spinners. Wait, spinners are out. They're better than donks. I'm to skint to be rollin' like you. I'm callin'! 804-221-7421, bring me buckets of dough.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So they create millionaires, but apparently aren't interested for themselves. Kind of a mixed message, don't you think?