What, exactly, are we not supposed to throw away? the 10-foot tall chair made out of a malformed 2x4, or the lamp made out of what appears to be a pasta maker, or the stunning gypsy/soda can hybrid? Because, frankly, I would argue that it is all begging to get thrown away.
This book's title almost seems like the start of a really bad joke, doesn't it? Like, "More fishermen crochet than politicians who don't drink". Or "More fishermen crochet than bankers who don't give themselves huge bonuses while everyone else around them goes bankrupt." Or "More fishermen crochet than hookers bathe."
Aww, bless. She's still got it, even after all these years. It's nice to know that al least there's some longevity in this line of work. And by that I mean quilting, the line of work known as quilting.*Thanks to David D and Anna P for their infallible abilities to spot crapfts that are ridiculous.