Post #77983 by Unkle John on Wed, Feb 25, 2004 9:26 PM

There is a small chain of junk stores in my area called "soul's harbor" that I haunt. I never ask these guys about tiki. Not because they are all rehab rejects, but they just don't know what a tiki is. As stated above, I just ask for them to pull Hi-why-an stuff for me. I go there every day (in the town i work in) so they cut me deals.... i'm talking nothing more than $5-$10 for a trunk full of stuff.
I've bought a few tiki items that come through, a bar, a dr. pepper machine (working for $50) and so on. I also collect bowling balls ($2) to put in my lawn (it's an artist thing), well there is this big butt blond and her old mother that is in there at the same time I am. Well she follows me around and tell's me "Thar ain't no bowl'in bawls.. ah've asked". I just stare at her and walk away. She likes to buy up every peice of junk she thinks she can re-sale (i'd hate to see her house)..so what do I do? I wait untill she is looking, pick up a piece of junk i have no intention of buying, look interested in it then put it down, walk away then come back then finnaly walk away. She then picks it up and if they leave before me, it looks like the hill-billys packing up and moving to Beverly... Hills that is.