Wednesday, March 25, 2009

You Had Me At Goat Urine

One of the lost posts! This one never made it past the draft stage before my trip to Morocco.

I was excited to buy leather bags for my sister, mom, and various loves of my life (Courtney, Tammy, King Wally), until Julia "I was a teenage buzzkill" told me that the cheap leather goods in Morocco are not actually that good of a deal -- they're tanned with goat urine and no amount of saddle soap will get rid of that funk.

I ended up buying ceramics, all of which survived the trip from Morocco to Germany. And almost all of which were smashed on the flight from Deutschland to Dallas.

3 comments:

Chad W said...

I think I'm going to start making up lost comments, based on posts I ASSUME are lost. But which may or may not even exist.

psomor - I got nothin...

jtingermany said...

(To get the full effect, please imagine yourself on a mezzanine)

Clap. Clap. Clap.

big dave said...

Damn it. Whose a$$ do i have to kick this time?