Here me, please.
E-Bay is scandalous.
Here is my story.
I do not own a credit card, so I cannot get an ebay account. Which, all in all, is for the best. So my friend and honorable cohort Dan has an account, and I decide, hey, I'm broke! This is because: My soon-to-be apartment sharing slut Victoria is moving in with me and we are getting a place together; not only does she need me to pay half her rent but she wants a pomeranian puppy. Now, since Victoria happens to be the love of my LIFE (friendship soulmate, everything wrapped together in a tiny hungarian hott package), I agree with her. In my own terms, I would go to the pound and get a dying dog for 45 buckaroos and pamper it for hte rest of its life. But no; we have to get a Pompom. I never kne a DOG could cost over a thousand dollars! And I'm completely skint. So to make a couple quid, I think, EBAY!
I choose to sell a couple things. 1. All my old beanie babies. Does anyone remember that phase? Well, I have 44 with tags still on them. That is 5 times 44. That is 220 dollars. On Ebay, I found out I can sell them for about 20. FUCK THAT.
2. Victoria's Demonia boots. Apparently, though, shoes dont sell that well on Ebay. They are worn once, which brings down the value, and she paid 110 for them. BAH! So on Ebay? 13 bucks, MAYBE.
3. My aged prom shoes by good ole' stuart weitzman, worth productivly at 250. But on Ebay? NADA! Probably 5 bucks.
4. A giant panther stuffed animal I won at Geauga Lake on a bottle toss.
Now, about this panther... Its longer than ME, and it's a giant black panther. I mean, who wouldn't want a giant black panther lounging around on their beds? It is AWESOME! And one of a fucking kind. You can do anything with it. Fuck on it. Smoke on it. Rip out its cotton innards, stuff it full of weed, and throw it on your grandmum;s woodfire stove to watch the damage unfold.
But apparently, no one on Ebay wants a giant fluffy panther.
Tuh.
So I figure I'll sell some old antique thing and say its haunted. There is this ring on ebay going for over 100, and its a fucking RING. I figure I sell a big metal bathtub or something and I got 300 bucks easy, right?
Therefore, Ebay - is scandalous.
E-Bay is scandalous.
Here is my story.
I do not own a credit card, so I cannot get an ebay account. Which, all in all, is for the best. So my friend and honorable cohort Dan has an account, and I decide, hey, I'm broke! This is because: My soon-to-be apartment sharing slut Victoria is moving in with me and we are getting a place together; not only does she need me to pay half her rent but she wants a pomeranian puppy. Now, since Victoria happens to be the love of my LIFE (friendship soulmate, everything wrapped together in a tiny hungarian hott package), I agree with her. In my own terms, I would go to the pound and get a dying dog for 45 buckaroos and pamper it for hte rest of its life. But no; we have to get a Pompom. I never kne a DOG could cost over a thousand dollars! And I'm completely skint. So to make a couple quid, I think, EBAY!
I choose to sell a couple things. 1. All my old beanie babies. Does anyone remember that phase? Well, I have 44 with tags still on them. That is 5 times 44. That is 220 dollars. On Ebay, I found out I can sell them for about 20. FUCK THAT.
2. Victoria's Demonia boots. Apparently, though, shoes dont sell that well on Ebay. They are worn once, which brings down the value, and she paid 110 for them. BAH! So on Ebay? 13 bucks, MAYBE.
3. My aged prom shoes by good ole' stuart weitzman, worth productivly at 250. But on Ebay? NADA! Probably 5 bucks.
4. A giant panther stuffed animal I won at Geauga Lake on a bottle toss.
Now, about this panther... Its longer than ME, and it's a giant black panther. I mean, who wouldn't want a giant black panther lounging around on their beds? It is AWESOME! And one of a fucking kind. You can do anything with it. Fuck on it. Smoke on it. Rip out its cotton innards, stuff it full of weed, and throw it on your grandmum;s woodfire stove to watch the damage unfold.
But apparently, no one on Ebay wants a giant fluffy panther.
Tuh.
So I figure I'll sell some old antique thing and say its haunted. There is this ring on ebay going for over 100, and its a fucking RING. I figure I sell a big metal bathtub or something and I got 300 bucks easy, right?
Therefore, Ebay - is scandalous.
darke:
1)Things are only worth what people will pay for them.
furious1:
OH my, don't get sucked in. 