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Dumpster Diving!
Gilead:
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My dad and I found this chest of drawers at the side of the road. It was covered in ugly, burnt-orange paint, the top drawer was missing and the rest were locked. Strangely, dad has a collection of keys that he got from his grandmother, and one of them fit the locks! We stripped the paint off, and that's what the wood looked like underneath. Gorgeous, no?
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And then you put a toy indian in there and locked and it came to life!
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You have no idea how much I wish this was true. No idea.
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Who says it isn't true?
Caleb:
--- Quote from: Gilead on 04 Feb 2009, 07:50 ---Who says it isn't true?
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I still have the tiny bullet wounds in my hand from when I put that toy soldier in there.
Verergoca:
Hmmm, well, its not really dumpsterdiving, as it was standing by the road, but at the moment, outside my door, there are 2 80 *200 bedframes standing. Found them while walking back home.
As they dont fit my bed, im probably going to see if i can get some monies for them (so we can buy oodles of toiletpaper for the house) (the go new for 140 each)
0bsessions:
For the record, by dumpster diving, I am intending "various shit someone threw out that you have collected and made excellent use of." This includes, but is not necessarily limited to: shit you pulled out of a dumpster or a trash can, shit picked up at the dump or the side of the road. If it's junk and you make use of it, it's relevant and on topic.
Dumpster Diving was shorter and more to the point than "Various Shit You Found Somewhere and Found a Use For Thread."
I dig relevant thread titles.
Boro_Bandito:
Man I haven't gone dumpster diving in forever. used to all the time though as a kid, me and my friends had a fort on an abandoned lot off in the corner where no one checked, it was pretty freaking awesome, and we had everything. We even had a couch that we managed to drag there, that place was filled with junk, and we'd take old computer parts and monitors and stuff and make it look like it was all high tech and stuff. We built that thing from the ground up all with shit we'd found. There were parts made from old sheet metal, scrap wood, cardboard, branches (woven like thatch), hell plastic and I even think we had a fiberglass window or two. The entrance had a "security gate" that was made from shopping carts. Though in retrospect I would've preferred a tree house more along the lines of the one in Ernest Scared Stupid. I now have the urge to build a fort again, but sadly I know I just won't be able to capture that joy of youth, and when I'm older and I'm getting an apartment or a house, I know it just won't feel the same... *sigh*
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