I sold a gentleman's small briefcase on ebay recently. [Okay, yeah, it was a man purse, okay? And, no, it wasn't Pete's. Seriously. No shit. It was a brand spankin' new man purse. A Greek original, it was. Lovely leather. Ahhhhh, how bovine the leather smelled. It was that unused.]
I was so totally puzzled by the winner's user name. No, that's not right. I wasn't puzzled. I was outraged. Yes, I experienced bona fide outrage at the name. [For reasons which may become obvious, I've changed the user name.]
The user name?
Lars is Nazi.
Excuse me? A Nazi?
Running through my head, of course, is, "What the f$%k would a Nazi be doing with a man purse?"
The real user name?
Lars is Snazy.
[Misspelled "Snazzy," by the way, there, you purse-carrying Nazi.]
And doesn't a