During the Covered Bridge Festival, my lovely girlfriend Kim and I went shopping at a fine man named Whitey’s house. He had all kinds of random collectibles, weapons and neat stuff. One of the things I picked up from him was this antique bullet shot glass container. Stained with rust, blood, and well-aged whiskey remnants I knew this thing had to be mine. I’ve looked all over the internet for something like it and have found nothing. If anyone has any information on how much something like this might be worth, hit me up.
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