So I went to the Pawn Shop the other day, you know; just to get rid of some stuff. I figured they'd be the place to take your old, useless junk.

And the clerk gives me a whole spill about the Bad Dragon product of mine, saying like "We don't carry those kinds of items here. We can't sell this here-" blah blah. And I was like "Excuuuuse me? What do you mean THESE kinds of items? Are you being Species'st?" They told me to leave.

I put the stupid thing away in the garbage bag, next to Congress. I went home. If they don't take Dragon Dicks, I doubt they would take the U.S. Congress. :(



*hope ya laughed*