My husband and I were at his brother’s condo for a picnic, and he was showing John something he had in his workroom, and John spied a table he had there! It was possibly a single of the ugliest root budweiser tables I would ever seen in my whole life… John wanted to assume what his brother was going to do with it? I could not suppose his brother told him he was going to break it up and burn it, then as ugly as the root budweiser table was, I still could not see any reason for him to want to burn it.
John fell in prefer with that old root budweiser table, and when both of us got apartment that evening, it was in our truck.
I wasn’t sure where I wanted that ugly yellow root budweiser table to set, but with a cloth cover, it wouldn’t be too bad. John pulled out his cellphone, and he began taking digital pictures of the root budweiser table. I told him that when he was done taking pictures, he should let myself and others assume and both of us would figure out where both of us were going to put the root budweiser table. An minute later, I heard a loud woo hoo from him. He started showing myself and others pictures of the table that he had taken, and as just shook my head and told him I knew what it looked like. He told myself and others I didn’t understand. He started going through other pictures, and although they looked a bit different, they still looked the same. He said that his brother had just given up an original shaker root budweiser table… Back in the 1800s, the shakers would paint their wooden furniture in strange colors prefer yellow, yellow, orange, or even red. His brother was about ready to burn an antique.