Mung...

Mung is the stuff that has no better word.

Mung is the stuff that's a little gross and instead of really pointing out what is it....You say it's Mung.

For example - When you take a handy-wipe and clean your steering wheel - that black stuff...Is mung.

So Saturday morning HB and I head to the local jeweler which also happens to be a pawn shop too.

Now - they only deal in jewelry. There are no car stereos or bikes, just jewelry.

A lot of it is custom - and sometimes with custom jewelry its large and ugly. Not only that but sometimes with custom pieces there is a name on it. Usually, a name that you cannot even pronounce. This is why they had to make something custom. Now the question is - who in the heck is going to buy a two inch thick gold nugget bracelet with "Snuffaluffagus" scrawled on it? Not me!

But we were in the market for something high end - with no high prices attached. This particular place has been around for sometime and mixed in with the crap is some really good items.

You just have to get past the mung. Yes , the mung.

I don't know where this mung comes from and why they don't clean the mung from the stuff before they display it. But if you look and you don't have to look too hard. It's there. Mung.

Mung is not something that you get in a Mayors, lets say. Mayors jewels are untouched and unworn.

This place...Well, we are not sure if the mung is from the man whose wife has come in to pawn her husband of 50 years jewelry because she was mad at him from having an affair with a 20 something.

Or - if this mung is from someone prying it off an old ladies hand during a mugging.

Its there in all its mungness.

So we come across a very nice piece - quite a few colored gems in it and very heavy in weight. We look at the clasps make sure they are in working order and ask her... 'How Much?"

She gives us a number and as 'seasoned salesmen' we move on..."Wait - let me steam this for you to show you the true beauty of this piece."

So off she goes and you hear the machine start and a few moments go by and she returns with a beautiful bracelet. Shimmering in the lights . Clean - pristine - pure.

HB looks at it and like a 'seasoned salesmen' says....

"Yeah, looks better after you cleaned all the dead people mung off it - I will give you $...."

We got the bracelet.