The creation museum in Social Circle, Georgia, complete with all of its contents, is for sale. Like me, I'm sure all of you are going "squeeee!!" right now.
You know, Father's Day is just around the corner, and rather than getting me a $5 tie, maybe the kids should chip in and get me this. It shouldn't cost much more. And as a special bonus, Georgia benefits when the trucks come in and haul all this trash away. There should be a picnic and a parade.
Maybe I'm being unfair. It might be worth more: that "museum" looks wonderfully kitschy. Everything is in flashy gilt frames, and just the Robot Giant Pandas have got to be worth something.
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