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Monday, March 14, 2011

Calling all Barbarians...

This watch was like, made for Conan. The Barbarian, not O'Brien.  The rock-muscled drifter from Cimmeria, not the frighteningly hirsute-headed comedian from Television.
The brand if Fossil, which is apt, because wearing this watch will make you feel as if you could pound that irritating derfwad in the cubicle opposite yours into the ground where his remains will rot to bone and eventually be buried beneath millions of years of sediment only to be uncovered by future metal-detector nerds because the derfwad had a metal pin in his arm bone from that time in elementary school when he 'accidentally' got pushed out of the tire swing and broke his arm protecting his headgear from impact.  
The barbarian Fossil watch works fine, and the leather gauntlet and case are in great shape.  The crystal is scratched up, but not terribly bad.  At least, no more than you'd expect from a barbarian watch, right?  Also, I think is a ladies watch.  So, it's not for Conan after all.  It's for Conancy. 
You can have it for $10.00 plus $3.00 for getting it to you.








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