- Jul 28, 2009
When I did the cleanout of my mom's place, I planned it to start at 8. I was out in the yard just after 6:30, to do the "real" business with the pros. On guy showed up with a van and started asking, "How much for this? For that?" I told him to make a pile, and we'd talk. Dude even took the snowshoes that squirrels had eaten the rawhide lacing from! He left doing a happy dance, and I counted up cash for trash.