My god, it’s a gilded junk shop!
(I knew it was bad, but all the tacky gewgaws seem to have multiplied.)
My god, it’s a gilded junk shop!
(I knew it was bad, but all the tacky gewgaws seem to have multiplied.)
It’s like the cubicles of eBay, minus the tacky gold.
At eBay, everybody had a cubicle. It seemed like you were supposed adorn them with junk bought on … eBay. So people had Star Trek figurines, Simpsons miniatures, Beanie babies, beer bottle collections, unbelievable amounts of … face it … flair.
I bought a Bud Light Spuds Mackenzie dog light and that was the sole piece of flair in my cubicle.