mcdo, I am laughing myself blue (I am glad to hear you're healing well, though).

My uncle once sent me a small set of shark jaws as a gift. I didn't expect there to be shark jaws in the box and cut myself pretty badly when I was opening it . . .

My mother and I developed a mild obsession with a large oak armchair in a local antique store. They wanted $150 dollars for it, which really wasn't too bad since it was so big and very solid. It was there for the longest time and the price kept creeping down until we went in and offered them $80 and they took it immediately. It turns out, they all hated it because they thought it looked like the electric chair.