Your Tiki devotion might be serious when you find yourself driving back and forth through a blizzard for a chance of some Witco.
There was already 8 inches of snow on the ground when Randy mentioned to Paul that he’d seen a posting for an estate sale about 45 minutes away. It had all of the promising buzz words … a hammerhead shark, mounted fish, a basement bar … but Paul quickly dismissed the idea and watched the snow get a little deeper. A few hours later, Paul was having second thoughts. Maybe they might have something? Who doesn’t like a nice car ride in the driving snow? Something told him to go. So Paul, Randy, and Jim piled into the car (why take the SUV? – it’s just snow) and headed out.
Read the rest of the story in Polynesiacs: Tiki at Home, page 192.
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