A few weeks ago, Johnny and I visited the Tupelo Flea Market. The Flea Market is only there the first weekend of every month. It's huge. Gigantic! There's always a mixture of junk, frilly hairbows, guns, PUPPIES, and randoms. Basically, it's a good way to waist some time. Well, after Johnny pulled me away from the 12th batch of puppies we saw, we stumbled upon an older man's booth. It had antique green jars, BIG old mason jars, purple glassware... that kind of stuff. Then John said, "HUN, look." - and he reached in the middle of a cluster of old glass Coke bottles and pulled out a commemorative AU 1983 SEC Championship Coke bottle:
OH yes. We bought it.
- Do you think it's the absolute coolest thing in the world? Probably not.
- Can you most likely find it online in 5 seconds? Yep.
- Is it worth money? Nope.
BUT.....
Did it make our day? Oh yeah!
One man's junk is another man's treasure.
[so true]
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