Let's Be A Gay Man's Garage Sale

I'm a chest cooler of bottled water, 75 cents each. I know my garage is hot, so I'm offering refreshments at cost.

Oh, and my mom made some brownies, which I have bagged up and am selling for $1 each. Just thought people would like some refreshments as they browse.

I’m the pink Fire Island in rainbow letters T-shirt, size L. I no longer fit my prior owner.

We don’t have garages, dear.

I'm the Queer As Folk VHS box set.

I’m the ruby slippers, the ruby slipper magnets, the ruby slipper Christmas ornaments.

We're the ceramic Comedy and Tragedy masks with ribbon streamers in festive Mardi Gras colors. We're the perfect decorative accent to a fisting party or Judy Garland movie binge!

I am the tiki torch official version of the Easter Islands Gods. I run on butane and you can roast weenies in the fire blowing out my ass!

I'm this coveted signed first edition, autographed in Maybelline Sable Brown eyebrow pencil.

so collectable

I’m the pink cha cha 👠 only worn once.

I'm OP's club music CD collection. $1.25 each or 5 for $5.00.

I'm the front-yard fistfight that breaks out between the seller and a frugal lesbian over the pricing on the vintage '80s Nagel prints.

I’m not a gay yardsale because gay men never throw anything out!

I’m the old, yellowing Playgirls in a box with a few copies of Vogue on top.

Once went to a garage sale in the middle of nowhere run by a fat toothless old woman. So many great old DVDs and CDs, lots of Judy and Old Hollywood magazines and memorabilia. She explained they belonged to her male friend who died, and she was tired of hanging on to them. So sad! Snagged a couple of good DVDs on the cheap, though.

r3 it's that space you rent out to young gentlemen just out of prison that does odd jobs around your flat.

I am a box containing every paperback book ever written by Gordon Merrick.

[quote]I'm the front-yard fistfight that breaks out between the seller and a frugal lesbian over the pricing on the vintage '80s Nagel prints.

She was mad because she couldn't get them for peanuts and sell them at a ridiculous markup at her own yard sale.

Did you find a treasure?

I’m the lace doilies on the card table to the left.

I’m the stolen Tina Turner wall clock.

I am the collection of imported Kylie Minogue concert DVDs. I paid lots of money for them from a now-closed locally owned gay music store, but now YouTube has made my collection worthless.

I’m all the t-shirts and mugs from gay AA events, next to the collection of decorative liquor bottles.

Also, a beautiful wind chime, made from various AA commemorative coins, all for lengths of time under a year.

I'm the vintage gently worn Jaclyn Smith KMart Collection

I'm the Tom of Finland coffee table books

I'm the pharmaceutical promotional items: pens, notepads, coffee mugs, you name it. Some of the items are from Mom's house, others are from my own doctors.

I am the bowl of hand blown glass eggs from all over the world. They start at $25 and price is not negotiable. Oh, the Fabergé egg is for display only. Please don't touch!

I'm the ratty part of his movie star autographs and memorabilia collection.

I’m a caftan. I was purchased and am now being used as a car cover for a very fancy car.

I'm the slightly used entire collection of dvds of all 7 seasons of Sex And The City.

I'm the sling being sold as a medical back support device.

I'm the selection of cheap tacky Feng Shui Décor I got from TJ Maxx 25 years ago to decorate my apartment to appear more eclectic and eccentric.

I'm the leather and fetish gear being sold as riding equipment.

I'm this slightly worn copy.

I'm the Kabbalah jewelry

I'm ...

I'm the gay man wondering if gay men who have garage sales have nothing worth having? Or no shame in trying to sell trash as treasure?

I'm the Princess Rules print at 0:08.

I'm the hundreds of International Male catalogues.. from his glory days when he used to be a model. Don't ask why some of the pages are stuck together.

I'm the disgusting keepsake from a legendary pop diva; An Abba turd, Madonna's used tampon, Janet's lipo'd fat, etc

I'm the pile of cockrings next to the shower curtains.

I'm Pride Doll Carlos and some little boy's action figure games will never be the same.

[quote] some little boy's action figure games will never be the same.

What is the address for said garage sale? Thank you.

I'm the collection of life size replicas of celebrity cocks the seller has had. Remember to stock up on those DIY dildo kits, whores.

I'm the weird mixture of objects of veneration that are now for sale after their brief periods of fad-like use: a miniature Pietà, a native Mexican fertility god sculpture, Betty Boop and Marilyn Monroe.

I'm the ugly china set taken from my dead Grandmother's house only so that my cunt of a sister in law, who really wanted that china, couldn't get her bitchy hands on it.

I'm the wide assortment of drag costumes that causes the buyer to look back and forth at the seller and the stuff again.

I am the collection of 47 Shirley Bassey LPs on vinyl that will sell for US $8.75.

I’m the owner of this fabulous yard sale, still pissed at r48 for nickel and diming me. Couldn’t even give me an extra quarter to make it $9.

I'm the collection of joke books except for one, entitled "Jokes about Lesbians is no laughing matter," which ironically is the funniest one of all.

I'm the Mavis Beacon cd-roms, pimsleur english program and "you type fat" self help books.

I'm the red speedos swim suit.

I'm The Twinkie merch.

I'm the portable gloryhole being sold as a shower curtain next to the pile of cockrings in r41

I'm earrings

I'm Caftans!

I'm the anal douching shower wand attachment

I'm the binder of Craigslist m4m & missed connections poetry

I'm the cookbook FAT WHORES will line up to buy.

I’m the box set of Melrose Place DVDs. I’m selling the entire set except for the episode where Kimberly’s wig gets snatched. I just can’t part with that one.

I'm the Phantom Mask, sold with framed original Phantom program.

I'm next to the various Gay Mermen ornaments, the box of crisp, pressed doilies, and the bucket of homemade lavender soaps.

My seller is an incredibly butch appearing, somewhat intimidating mature leatherman.

I'm every piece of fad exericse equipment and celebrity workout tape bought from the frau table at the swap meet. resold here 200% higher.

^^^ R37 Even Martha Stewart, Oprah and Babs have garage sales. We outgrow our old treasures and get new treasures. That doesn't mean they aren't treasures for someone.

R48 I would buy every one of those albums if they weren't in Europe. Shirley on vinyl are to die for.

I am the pearl and diamond earring my wife got from my mother in England. They didn't look good on me.

[quote] I’m the owner of this fabulous yard sale, still pissed at [R48] for nickel and diming me. Couldn’t even give me an extra quarter to make it $9.

Gurl?!! I offered you an extra $5 to throw in the Jane Olivor and Lana Cantrell collections but you clutched your pearls so hard I thought you'd choke to death!!! So I just took the Shirley Bassey records and flew away.

$5 for Jane I could see. Lana, though? Oh HELL no!!

^^^ See, this is why gay men should NOT have garage sales.

r66 Bitch, I'm gonna cut you for those Shirley Bassey records!

I'm the signs: "YOU BREAK IT, YOU BOUGHT IT" and "ALL SALES FINAL."

I'm the pad of receipt forms for any stickler who may insist on a written receipt. However, this does not change the "ALL SALES FINAL" policy of this garage sale.

I'm the neighbor who lives 3 doors down. I'm not looking to buy anything. I'm just nosy.

R51, Mavis Beacon yes GAWD, hunny!

I’m the customized collection of partially-finished, double entendre cross-stitch canvasses from the early 90s, made during that year after Mother died and the owner got fat and didn’t go out for a while.

We were supposed to be turned into clever little Christmas ornament gifts or amusing wall art or something, but the thought of having them cleaned and blocked and whatever else one has to do put the owner off the whole project.

We were TOO TOO to toss, but we’re only nylon, after all… maybe a lucky customer will finish us and turn us into yellowed pillows!

I'm Mrs. Gladys Kravitz and I want to report all these weirdos across the street carrying on and making too much noise singing Shirley Bassey songs!

Is the sale of items from a dead gay man from a trailer park in the Florida panhandle ?

Then I’m the shot glass lifted from a bar in the Castro on my one trip out of state in 1974.

He’d a never part with it in life.

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I'm the gay salt + pepper shaker collection I'm kinda over. But I'm not just giving them away!

I'm the mildewy box of gay-themed VCR tapes found in the corner of the cellar. If they don't sell I'll toss them in the trash- with the VCR I found.

I’m the pile of dismembered Twink parts

I’m the boxes of bulk bought barbola mirrors and Art Deco glass intended to be sold individually to make a killing back in the early days of eBay. They remained boxed up and forgotten as the effort to sell and package them up was too much hassle.

I’m the collection of faded, mold-covered Nagel prints in aluminum frames with cracked glass. $1 each or best offer. I inherited them from Quentin’s salon after he died in 1991. After the sale I’ll put them back in the attic yet again, like I do with all the other stuff I don’t dare toss out, but can’t seem to give away.

I'm the cherished album spotted in the living room on the cocktail table. Owner won't sell me. He plays me while ones browse his garage sale.

I'm Judy's long lost Holland concert .

I am my mothers clection of figurines having breen kept in a box for 30 yrs but now i will let them go.....for a price.

R83- CRUNCH

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W&W, r84

I asked to use the bathroom and snapped this.

I asked to use the bathroom and snapped this!