YSaC, Vol. 381: This is the dawning of the …
2009 August 2
2 Aquarians
Aquarians left behind by renters – free to person willing to pick them up.1 ft. high, 11″x20″
16″ high, 36″x18″
Kristy sends in this ad, saying, “I was really hoping for two Capricorns.”
Funny, they look more like a Pisces to me.
Gone are the days of anonymity… unless of course you’ve changed your name to John Smith.
He did look more regular in 2009.
Must have been before he got his PhD in Horribileness.
“The symbol for Aquarius is the Water-Bearer, a universal man who is pouring forth water from a jug. This universal man represents the community of mankind. The waters of life flow, like ideas coming from the unrestrained mind. Many people mistakenly think that Aquarius is a water sign, but it is an intellectual air sign. As such, Aquarius can be interested in concepts and ideas but hates to be bothered with details…”
Perfect.
Is it just me or is the second one broken and what the heck is inside it?
The ghost of fishes past?
That is so lame. I sure hope my sense of humor has improved since then. 8/
It looks like a cinder block which explains both the brokenness and the dead fish.
Cinder block in the aquarium? Guess someone misunderstood the Don when he ordered that hit: “Make sure he sleeps with the fishes.” “Okay, boss, you got it…”
Does that explain why the carpet is totally discolored? Do fish enjoy swimming in bleach?
Hey, it could be a castle.
Or as the goldfish say, “Hey, it’s a castle!… hey, it’s a castle!… hey, it’s a castle!…”
Kinda looks like a half log and some sand. Maybe the remnants of a long dismantled reptile enclosure?
In CL speak, it’s a bunch of “stuff.”
Now I have “Hair” in my head…
And I just noticed how weird that sentence sounds out of context.
When the room is in Sparky’s house
And the rent has gone unpaid
Then the aquariums will go on CraigList
And show up on YSaC one day!
This is the dawning of the Age of Aquariums
The Age of Aquariums
Aquariums!
Aquariums!
*puts on body glitter and dances around*
Is that…vajazzling I see?
Jazz is good *whistles and skirts the issue with a pretty skirt*
That doesn’t sound odd at all. I mean if I didn’t know what you were talking about I would just assume that your follicles had decided to take a different route than normal and were growing down into your skull instead of out into the wild world of Paul Mitchell. That’s perfectly understandable if your hair is shy but I strongly recommend buying a hat because it looks pretty damn freaky.
Talk about ingrown hairs! Is that the cause of hair-brained schemes?
(ok I’ll stop)
This is the dawning of the age of Aquariums?
Hey just wanted to warn you – comments are turned off on the post about your interview, but you might want to add a NSFW message on that announcement. When I opened the link there was a “Live girl on cam” right next to your interview with her hand stuck in her blindingly pink bikini bottoms.
Just send the girl over to the corner. It will all be fine. Tell her to wash her hands first though.
Hopefully by now that girl has moved on to better things. Maybe she’s even done working her way through college. At the very least, she has to have been satisfied between now and then.
One foot aquarians? Is that those merfolk advertised in comic books?
Better short than one as tall as Daryl Hannah, and easier to keep in the bathtub.
Or what’s his name as the Man from Atlantis.
Patrick Duffy. I had a poster of him as the Man from Atlantis. I’m also getting a terrible sense of deja vu as I’m sure I had a conversation online about this not long ago – maybe on Facebook.
Won’t get to snark too much this morning, as I have invited the whole world to come look at our items for sale in our front yard. I’ll be sleeping after that. Carry on as usual.
My invitation must have gotten lost in the mail. Pity, I like garage sales.
In California? I thought it would be too much of a commute, Sis.
Good luck, Windy! I had my garage sale last weekend and had a decent return. Only three boxes of stuff left over. I put an ad for them on Craigslist, listing them as year-end necessities with a picture of them covered with a tarp. I am asking $4/box, $10/2 boxes or take them all for free. Since today is the day the world is going to end, I’m sure they will be gone by noon. I’ll keep you posted.
Thanks, Archie! I made about elebenty bucks so far, but no obos have been presented.
I’ll post what’s left on CL and let you all look through it at your leisure. 8) Shipping will cost extra.
Aww, I wanna come rummage through your stuff! If I take the van I could be there in … about twenty six hours.
You’ll still be there, right?
I also would like to come to your garage sale. And it doesn’t matter where you live because I have these new, sweet-ass rocket shoes!
Pick me up on your way? I can just ride on your shoulders, I don’t mind.
How will she see where she’s going?
Oh… never mind.
Is that a corner I see before me?
There, Smedley, I fixed it for you. I think.
Sorry, didn’t get the him/her memo. Please forgive me, 2B.
It is all good. My husband thinks I have pecil envy anyway.
I have trouble snarking on weekends because these old listings confuse me and I end up snarking about something someone said in 2009 and the person may not even be still reading.
Banner ad, Discus Fish Care: No more mysterious fish deaths. 8)
Never mysterious to me. Did you know that fish don’t have a stop-eating button?
Story time!
When I was little we had an aquarium and a few goldfish. One morning we noticed one of the fish was missing, so we start looking around to see if we can find it before it starts making its presence known. I find something in front of the air register and call Mom over.
“I found the fish.”
“That’s not the fish, it’s just a leaf.”
“Leaves don’t have eyes, Mom.”
The hot air had dehydrated the poor thing, it looked like an itty-bitty potato chip made of fish.
Fish as Chips?
Air Fish had a death wish!
It was clearly a suicidal goldfish.
I got one for a Ouija board. I think they want us to speak to ghostcat’s fish chip.
Hey, now I’ve got a free question from a psychic.
I’d prefer a free answer. I guess I’d better go look up some answers for this psychic.
You see an aquarian…
I see a zombie Jesus trap.
Hope you all have kissed your butts goodby – ’cause it’s Judgment Day!
God put off the Rapture until after I could have my birthday dinner. Shout glory!
Well then, Happy Birthday, Dave! Try not to let the ferret drink as much this time.
Oh good so I won’t have to worry about the mortgage payments on the new house (well half a house- duplex) I’m closing on next Friday. Because the world will have ended before then.
Dincha hear?
Had to be postponed as the Seraphim & Cherubim Union had a stop work action until the question of OT compensation for working on Saturday was resolved.
And, as with all labour disputes means it’s tabled until the contract is renegotiated or expires.
Next, they’ll go after their pensions. Heaven wants to renegotiate the eternal defined benefit plan.
Well, made $26 at the garage sale. Not bad for a whole day in the sun. Had fun, saw lots of friends, and will post things on the local CL to see if we can unload a few more items. Anyone need a slightly chipped punch bowl with 24 matching cups and a plastic ladle?
Well, I guess you’ve either got lunch for the whole week or 1/4th tank of gas?
That’s about right. We also traded a box of tools for 50# of bird seed. 8) So I guess that is another $20 we made. All in all, pretty good, and I still have someone interested in the clothes.
Punchity Punch Punch Everyone!
G’night, Antiaquarians!