It mystifies me when really cool items are discarded.
Good thing my head is roughly medicine ball sized.
A Father's Day glove story.
I was taught early on that there's nothing wrong with wearing other people's discards, for the most part anyway.
Men's, women's? Who knows?
No, I'm not too proud to wear clothes picked up off the road.
The top bicycle of the 1970s.
Put your head at risk for no cost whatsoever.
It's got to be worth $4.49, right?
Not exactly cheap, but ...