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So anyway, my wife calls my custom fodder storage...the morgue!
I went to the world's worst yard sale (mostly crap/crazy high prices), but I got there late so the people were putting the stuff out on the side of the street for trash pickup...while we were shopping there yard sale! It went from the world's worst yard sale to the world's greatest salvage operation. I literally put down the stuff I was going to buy walked back to the van and waited till everything was out on the street. I took EVERYTHING. There is still crap in my garage that I haven't figured out what to do with.
I did however bring home a 5 drawer green dresser that i keep my custom fodder in, mostly bodies, heads, etc...
The morgue.
I went to the world's worst yard sale (mostly crap/crazy high prices), but I got there late so the people were putting the stuff out on the side of the street for trash pickup...while we were shopping there yard sale! It went from the world's worst yard sale to the world's greatest salvage operation. I literally put down the stuff I was going to buy walked back to the van and waited till everything was out on the street. I took EVERYTHING. There is still crap in my garage that I haven't figured out what to do with.
I did however bring home a 5 drawer green dresser that i keep my custom fodder in, mostly bodies, heads, etc...
The morgue.
Kinda appropriate tho 
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