August 26, 2010 | Comments Off
From a Groupon email about a high-end store:
Instead of wafting through a sea of grimy thrift-store blazers with rumpled tissues lodged in the pockets, you’ll get a wardrobe that smells fresher than a 16-year-old’s bow-adorned first car parked on a driveway made of air fresheners.
That description just sounds … ridiculous, right?
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