I know that everything had significance upon a time, but there really was a ton of junk in the garage until last week’s purge.
Today’s archeological finding? The amp for my brother’s bass guitar!
There’s a sordid tale of teen angst and paternal neglect behind this one, but my bro can dish on that if he pleases.
There’s also a tale of mystery as to the whereabouts of the aforementioned bass guitar, but I’m convinced it was sold for drug money by the previous occupant in the house (during the 5-year interregnum before the Rothstoration).
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by chance, did you happen to find a pair of white snow boots (size 10M) that were always kept in the garage for emergencies? (like having to shovel the driveway in the morning)