This is as we were coming down Germain Street:
|Only a sampling of the tables of junk|
Most of what people were selling was junk they didn't care for anymore, like 1 million buttons:
|The button jackpot!|
Or perhaps their childhood toy collection:
Or that old coke bottle collection sitting around collecting dust? Who keeps these things!?
This was one of my personal favorites, it was like someone compiled parts of my childhood, then tried to sell them. This table had these giant Simpson toys (I'm not sure why Marge and Homer are smaller than all of their kids), Hulk Hogan puzzles, New Kids on the Block something or other and Smurfs figurines!
Then there was this creepy contrast of junk, young meets old:
There was also a surprising amount of people selling homemade soap, this was by far the most decadent of the bunch:
|To wash with, not to eat. Note the SOAPS sign|
I'm pretty happy that these things aren't for sale in Canada, we have enough junk available to cause diabetes in the entire population. These lovely individuals are just adding to the problem, sigh.
|Really? Is this necessary?! People can't just use the jar of|
jam AND the jar of peanut butter to make a sandwich?
|I had no idea there were different types|
of Vienna Sausages, oh my!