Freaky Flea Market

Back to the Wagon Wheel Flea Market here in St. Pete. It is a gigantic acreage of various vendors and merchandise and, of course, wird people. I have posted pics and vids previously of this weekend bazaar (and bizarre). Once more into the breach go I, we merry few.

The First Circle of Hell. The entrance to Wagon Wheel.

Ye haw! We don't need no money, honey.

Nice tat.

Heard a guy remark behind me as we passed these plastic pictures, "I like that picture but I don't like the frame." Fella, the frame is the most tasteful thing at this booth.

Crowds consisting of many languages, and tastes.

I bought this preggo breakfast - she's my daughter.

Apparently not caring how you look is a successful strategy.

This guy was wearing 2 hats.

No way I'm going to walk around with a damn rat on my shoulder. Rats aren't pets, any more than a snake is.

Uh, 2 pairs of sunglasses? Oh, come on. Thats' not cool, it's just stupid.

And next to last, this is Florida, guys: 2 mobile chairs and a wheel chair. Please, someone just shoot me.

Here's an example of the quality merchandise to be had.

And here's Palsy Paul doing a creepy little dance for your enjoyment.

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