A graduation tassel from a mortar board hat dated '65. Found in a wool black/white houndstooth vintage blazer. That was cool. A spent .357 slug that whacked me in the leg from a dude's ricochet. Found in the cuff of my own jeans a week after the shooting range.
i bought a pair of nudies off of b&s that smell like a mixture of human feces and cigarettes, literally, i barely wear them because they stink like shit and i cant wash them before wearing (fadez>hygiene)