A man came into the store tonight...

...with a parrot on his shoulder. I bought 33 45s from him for a buck. He then told me about an old Beatles record he used to have that was white vinyl. If he still had it, he would sell it for it for no less than $100. Any one on the street would pay him at least that. He said some shady relatives took it after his father/mother/some relative died. He finally left. He had parrot crap all over his back. No lie. (LC)