for sale sign – $25
for sale by owner sigh $25 cash.
I hadn’t thought about it before, but I guess if you’re trying to sell a “For Sale” sign, you can’t just put it out on your lawn with a “For Sale” sign on it, could you?
It’s kind of meta.
YSaC, Vol. CVII
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35 responses to “YSaC, Vol. CVII”
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I like how it says “sigh,” like they’re sorry they have to sell it.
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Can’t someone just go to Wal-Mart, or almost any other store for that matter, and get a For Sale sign EXACTLY LIKE THAT ONE for less than $5?
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But the sign is connected to that wonderful post, pre-painted “Price Reduced”. Surely that’s worth the extra $20.
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Dang it, this is perfect! I’ve always wanted to sell a “for sale” sign by placing it out on various places around my property; out on the front lawn, propped up against my car winshield etc. I would have fun with all the hilarious Laurel & Hardey-esque conversations that would ensue.
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You should totally have a “meta” tag for stuff like this…
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:reads ad:
sigh*
*This sigh is for sale as well, you can take it for free.-
That’s quite a price reduction from the listing.
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Sure, the first sigh is free, but before you know it you’re hanging a For Sale sign in your bedroom and sleeping on the Whore side of the bed trying to score your next sigh or moving up to yawns and shrieks.
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I love that expression: the whore side of the bed. It is one of those creations of YSaC that stick with me and are totally inappropriate for most occasions I find myself in.
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Craigslist is the best place to sell sighs. Especially straight from the owner. None of that middleman business with a warehouse full of sighs, getting stale and dusty. This is a fresh sigh, and worth every penny.
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With the weeds I’ve got I could use new a scythe. The last one I got from a little old grim reaper from Family Guy. I’ve scoured CL but haven’t found a suitable replacement.
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Reading this ad resonates with my wife’s desire to watch the hoarders shows:
“Do you think you could sell something from this pile?”
“I don’t know. It’s all still good stuff that I might use. I don’t see why you should come in here and make me get rid of it!”
“You need to work with me here. Can you pick 1 thing out of the pile that you don’t think you would ever use and then we can sell it to somebody who will use it.”
“Well, I doubt I’d ever use this for sale sign. Don’t know that I’d ever want to sell anything, so you can sell that.” *Heaves a sigh*
“…”
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Oh all those things they are going to fix up and sell later. They totally are. Nevermind that it’s been sitting in a pile 4 feet deep in their living room which blocks all traffic through said room for 20 years. They are going to get around it. Someday.
Just like my dad and the car, snowmobile, washer and dryer he’s had since the 70’s. They make such lovely rusty lawn ornaments that are habitats for mice. But he could sell them! He will, he tells me!
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Around TO it. But “around it” works too, considering how those hoarders have to climb over mountains of their own stuff.
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And since I’m talking to myself, the new place I’ve been in the the process of moving into was owned by a hoarder. Who needs 12 golf bags? 12! He didn’t dust or clean in 15 years. Which is how I got him to knock thousands of dollars off the asking price. Luckily he took all his stuff with him on closing day. There was still quite a lot to clean… I’m almost done. Just need a new rug for the Livingroom and some furniture… currently looking for a Kitchen table between 4 1/2 and 5 feet long (anyone have one for sale that I can take for free?).
This is also why I haven’t been around here much lately.
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Silva, some years back, when my Honey and I decided to move out of apartments forever and rent a house, the house came with several years worth of grease on the stove and range hood, raisins in the carpet that had gone back to grape status due to the rug being steam cleaned but not vacuumed, and dried milk stains on the slider where the former resident toddler had learned to paint with his milk bottle.
I charged the rental agency $60 just to clean the kitchen. The rest wasn’t as bad.
Three years later, when we moved, I left the house in really nice shape, considering the people who bought it told us they were going to gut it and remodel. The rental agency tried to claim we didn’t leave it as clean as when we moved in. I laughed. I showed them the rental agreement with the notation about how unclean the place was. I even had a receipt for the $60. The rental agency gave me the rest of our deposit. 8)
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I have to admit to a bit of pack rat tendencies but never to the hoarding extent. I have to clean out every so often. I have this habit of picking things up off the side of the road or out of dumpsters because I know I can fix them up. I have gotten some nice stuff that way including my kitchen chairs. I am picky though. The only thing I haven’t worked out yet and haven’t let go of is a gorgeous sink that was thrown out on the curb by a church. It is the strangest sink for a church bathroom. It has purple fleur de lis all over it and the handles are brass herons. The faucet is a swan. I keep telling myself it will be a bird bath when I have a place to put it. That thing isn’t going anywhere.
On another topic related to what you are saying ( I am sleepy and lonely and depressed, got turned down for the job I just interviewed for and thus I am rambling) when my parents moved into their current home the grease in the stovetop below the range was easily an inch thick. The hood above was just about as bad. All of the outlets were wired upside down and the previous owners had built a “garden” out back with tiles, shingles, and barbed wire in which, as you can imagine, nothing could grown in. We had to rip it all up and it was like an archaeological dig. Ok, I have rambled on this topic enough.
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Hang in there. Christmas is right around the corner.
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Lara, if you get desperate, you can move to California, we have a spare room we are trying to rent out. Must love birds. Bring the sink.
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Oh my, the box is full today.
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First Read: Oh, my box is full today. *snerk* Then saw what it ACTUALLY says. Now I feel I need to apologize.
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Has anyone ever apologized for crossing the line around here? I thought we crossed the line on all days ending with Y
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Well, I didn’t say I was GOING to. Just sorta, you know, had the feeling. Wonder if it would save me from The Corner?
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There is no salvation from the corner. Once you enter, it infects you, becomes a part of you. Wherever you go, you take the corner with you. Your only hope is to embrace the corner. Love the corner. Be the corner. You’ll be much happier in the long run, you’ll see.
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No problem in Crossing the Line every day, as long as we do not have to invoke King Neptune each time <sigh>
Running out of polywogs could be an issue, though.
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This ad invokes the other household paradoxical question: How do you throw away a garbage can?
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And what happens if you were to try and sell the garbage can with this sign? What if you just wanted to throw the sign out, would people come asking about the garbage can?
My brain hurts.
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[required Monty Python interjection]
Your brain hurts, let me tell you . . .
[/interjection]For many reasons (including having spent my bardic snark yesterday), I’ve celebrated my portion of June’teenth early. This wanted a baked potato, an ear of corn in the husk some top sirloin and a bit of wild salmon. These were cast over charcoal for their allotted times (if 20 seconds’ too much for the salmon <sigh>) and then plated with a quite nice Cabernet and devoured. Devoured most thoroughly, enough that even the cat is sated.
I would, for having far too many Bacchanalian reflexes have more, at risk of Pythonesque doom; but shall, I think, emulate a sloth on morphine sulfate instead.-
Happy EARLY Birthday, Capn. Feel free to continue the sloth impression through tomorrow. 8)
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I had bacon. Nothing else. Just bacon. I like bacon.
Tomorrow, however, there will be a proper meal, with well-tender steaks, mashed potatoes, and broccoli in a home-made cheese sauce. Stuffed mushroom caps for an appetizer.
I’m already hungry for it.
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Happy Birthday Cap’n, it’s past midnight here so I figure I am right on time. BTW, the Gumby characters are my favorite. Particularly when crooning while hitting themselves in the head with bricks.
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It will have to come out, MindField!
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Hope I am up to this. Punch for kelli! Punch for Mindee! Punchity for Lola! Punch for Yancy! And Punch for CapnMac! Whew!
G’Night, Neptune!
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Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads who are lurkers and non-lurkers!
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There is a sign near where I live that advertises 2 lots for sale with a sign that says “Make me an offer I can’t refuse” and has a picture of a scene from The Godfather. Everytime I drive by it I have the urge to call the number and ask the man when he is home, where he lives, and does he have a preference for the type of horse whose head I will be depositing in his bed. Now that is a for sale sign.
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