You can never be quite sure that the way she looks askance at your enviable collection of reindeer mementos is really as admiring as you’d hoped. That is the thing with starting to collect things. This is especially true of collecting things that no-one with – shall we say – a more firmer footing on the lower slopes of sanity would regard as worthy of spending a few minutes with, let alone building up - over many lonely years – a collection of pristine reindeer memorabilia that would be the envy of… well, the envy of no-one.
After all, there are those out there, usually to be found wandering the desolate shores of loneliness after the last boat of plausible female companionship has set sail from the harbour with all passengers eager to quit the forlorn shore where you now tread. Those selfsame people who now take a long look at the cruel world that has so callously and carelessly tossed them aside often turn for comfort to small plastic figures (still in the original packaging) and posters and… well, whatever they can capture in their sweaty paws, clutch to their concave chests and scurry back to their lair with.
Anyway, I have this mint condition edition of the World Reindeer of the Year album from 1976, one I am sure would complete your enviable collection, are you interested?
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