Amaze-on

I hated the idea of online shopping. I resisted it. I was determined to spend my time traveling all over the county to get what I needed because I wanted to support physical businesses—and resist the evils of technology.

HA!

I’m an Amazon-er. It happened slowly. I would go into stores to price items, then comparison shop on Amazon. When I realized I could find items cheaper, I was converted. Then there’s Amazon Prime. But we don’t have time for that.
Let’s focus on another reason Amazon is fab: other shoppers. And their wit. They must be unknown Crack Wisers. Perhaps we can lure them. But, again, back to the post at hand.

Sometimes, when you need a mental break or the day has turned to crap—go to Amazon. Read some of the product reviews. You’ll be in tears.
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In my dreams, I own a pygmy giraffe—one that’s not too tall and can roam around the backyard and snuggle with me at night. Imagine if you could really buy a giraffe on Amazon. Well, some funny folk ran with the idea.
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​Rock on, Amazon reviewers. Rock. On.

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