Quarter-Book Day at my local thrift shop and I made out like a bandit. I felt bad. I really did. I mean, shit, I found Chuck Palahniuk’s Choke for a damn quarter. Did I put any of this stuff back so I could return when they were full price? Nossir and no ma’am. Why? Because these books wouldn’t have been there tomorrow, that’s why. Anyballs, this is what I scored. The Irving’s and the Palahniuk alone were worth the price of all these four times over.
Tiny Vader and I wish you all a pleasant day.
*hugs and high fives*