Into philanthropy?

Just came across this classic post on Craigslist. The first paragraph is priceless and the furniture isn’t a bad deal either.

“Pretty much, here’s the story. My husband, bless his heart, is an indecisive design snob. We have changed the look of our home drastically within two years. He went from Zen Asian meets Mission to Mid Century Modern Danish to put it like this – I now have a black living room with vintage yellow accents and Lucite ghost chairs. He’s now onto making the place look like a 70s drug den where women walk around with their nipples exposed, smoking long cigarettes. The man can’t make up his mind. I have little to no say and I’m sick of the garage being packed. I want to sell all his stuff that he’s discarded but can’t really part with because he thinks we can use it when we “move” or “dormer the house.” NOT HAPPENING. I need to get his shit OUT OF HERE ASAP. I am 6 months pregnant and on a rampage. Would you like to buy it and help me save this marriage? Because, honestly if I look at this garage full of GORGEOUS HARDLY USED furniture for one more day, I might drop kick him in the throat. So please be in touch! Save a marriage, save a life, let a baby girl grow up with a daddy all with the purchase of a dresser. DEAD SERIOUS.”