Ye Olde Wag Shoppe Homepage

Hear ye, hear ye! Now turn your head and cough nostalgia. A little like puke, but mostly like dry heaves. Try again, no it's not a dream, you're not under the influence anymore. They've all gone to become nobody without you. Perhaps to breakfast, but more break than fast. It's actually quite a dull, drawn out pain of separation, asides, and things never said; whatever you do when you think nobody's watching. We've been accused of being backstabbers, snobs with no cliques, career men, overeducated radicals, shameful liars, sometime perverts, penny pocketed tightwads, and downright human beasts of every type sitting tight. You be the judge. Read on wag shoppers, if you care to buy still!








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