24 years ago today, our pal Rick and his roommates held a garage sale in Denton, Texas, where prices were determined by a mysterious figure called the Pricemaster. Everything was for sale but nothing was sold. Happy Pricemaster Day to those who celebrate.
I was so scared of this video as a child that my dad burned it onto a bunch of DVDs and would put it on the TV as a punishment. My sheer unbridled terror at the sight of this fucking hippo is what made my mum question if I was autistic or not