Craigslist status: access issues and outage reports

Problems in the last 24 hours

The graph below depicts the number of Craigslist reports received over the last 24 hours by time of day. When the number of reports exceeds the baseline, represented by the red line, an outage is determined.

Most Reported Problems

The following are the most recent problems reported by Craigslist users through our website.

• Errors (57%)
• Website Down (29%)
• Sign in (14%)

Live Outage Map

The most recent Craigslist outage reports came from the following cities:

City	Problem Type	Report Time
Aurora	Sign in	1 month ago
Oklahoma City	Website Down	2 months ago
Columbus	Errors	2 months ago
Juneau	Errors	2 months ago
Juneau	Errors	2 months ago
Allentown	Website Down	3 months ago

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Craigslist Issues Reports

Latest outage, problems and issue reports in social media:

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  Ancient Bitcoin Man (@goodfella909) reported 2 minutes ago

  @BTCWealthWar you earned my follow, I find broken washers and dryers all the time on craigslist for free, the older ones are easy to fix and flip.

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  Billy Dickson 🪐💫🌕🫧 (@Billy_Dickson) reported 3 minutes ago

  @KosinskiKen I’m sick and tired of people shoving their ****** crosses down everyone’s throats but that don’t stop you. Also homie you have a bad case of the gay face and you look like you smell like Craigslist.

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  Ozzmak (@Ozzmak) reported 9 minutes ago

  The Last Chord His name was Elias Kane, and the music found him at eight years old in the back seat of his mother’s rusted Civic. A crackling AM radio played an old Springsteen song, and something inside his chest cracked open like a new guitar case. From that moment, the world outside the music felt dull and out of fifteen he was busking on subway platforms after school, fingers bleeding on steel strings, collecting enough coins to buy his first real guitar—a battered Yamaha acoustic from a **** shop. He named her “Blue” and slept with her in his bed like a sibling. His mother worked double shifts at the hospital; his father had left years earlier. Elias spent every spare dollar on music: new strings, a cheap tuner, then a second-hand Fender Stratocaster that hummed like heaven when he plugged it into a twenty-dollar amp that buzzed louder than it seventeen he dropped out of high school. “I’m going pro,” he told his mother. She cried, but she still slipped him forty dollars from her tip jar every Friday. He used it the way other kids bought sneakers—on pedals, cables, microphones. He learned how to record on an old laptop held together with duct tape. His bedroom became a cave of tangled wires and empty ramen cups.When he turned twenty, he cashed out the small college fund his grandmother had left him. Twelve thousand dollars. He bought a proper interface, condenser mics, acoustic panels, and a second-hand MacBook. He spent nights teaching himself compression, EQ, reverb—anything that might make his songs sound like they belonged on real speakers. He named his bedroom studio “The Vault.”By twenty-three he had four guitars, a keyboard, a drum machine, and a growing collection of debt. He worked construction by day, hauling rebar under brutal sun, then came home bleeding and blistered to record until sunrise. Every paycheck disappeared into better equipment: a new Taylor acoustic, studio monitors that cost more than his rent, a vintage Neve preamp he found on Craigslist. He poured the last of his savings—$8,400—into a proper recording studio session in a real downtown room with a grand piano and thick glass. The engineer was kind but expensive. Elias tracked ten songs over three feverish days. When he left the studio with the masters on a USB drive, he felt like a king who had just been crowned in secret.Promotion came next. He maxed out three credit cards. Facebook ads, Instagram campaigns, TikTok boosts, playlist pitching services, custom merch he never sold. He played two hundred and seventeen shows in two years—coffee shops, dive bars, house parties, even a few opening slots for bigger acts. He slept in his van so often the passenger seat smelled like him and cheap fast food. His mother begged him to come home. He smiled on stage and told crowds, “This is everything.”At twenty-seven, Elias had nothing left but the music and the debt. His mother had passed the year before; the hospital bills had taken the last family money. He sat alone in The Vault—now a storage unit he paid for monthly—surrounded by instruments he could no longer afford to keep insured. The walls were covered in posters of sold-out arenas he would never play.On a rainy Thursday night, he uploaded his best song—“Paper Hearts”—everywhere. Spotify, Apple, Bandcamp, YouTube, TikTok. He set the price at ninety-nine cents on the platforms that allowed it. Then he waited.The first week: 312 streams. Mostly from friends and family. The second week: 87 more. The third: No playlist placements. No viral moment. No sync licensing. No mysterious benefactor. Just silence and the low hum of the city outside.On the last day of the month, desperate and hollow, Elias did something he swore he would never do. He posted on every forum, every musician group, every social account he had:“Will sell my entire catalog—every song I’ve ever written—for one dollar. One single dollar. Just so someone hears it.”He waited twenty-four hours. Zero buyers.He lowered it to free. Still nothing. That night Elias sat on the floor of the storage unit with Blue across his lap, the same guitar he’d bought at fifteen. The strings were old and dead. He didn’t even bother tuning her. He just held her and cried like the eight-year-old boy who had first heard music on a car radio. All the money, all the years, all the blood on the strings, and he couldn’t sell one song for one dollar. The music had taken everything. And still, quietly, under his breath, Elias hummed the chorus of “Paper Hearts” into the dark—because even now, broke and broken, he couldn’t stop. The song refused to leave him, even if the world refused to hear it.

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  Spaceballs The X Account (@Grunt2A) reported 9 minutes ago

  @shenan_igan Not yet. I'm going to research it more. It could be the motor drive bands. They apparently go bad and cause the drive to not know the laser's position which throws errors. The laser has an adjuster screw too as a last resort, because if you adjust it wrong it kills it in the unrecoverable way And then I'd check Craigslist. I've really like to fix it so I don't have to mess with transferring my saved game files and account info to a new system Keep in mind my son has an XBOX Series X that this game will play perfectly fine on. But that is besides the point! My Nintendo Entertainment System that I bought with my own money that I saved in coins in 1990 still works. My stupid XBOX needs to!

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  AChosenOne22 (@AChosenOne22) reported 10 minutes ago

  ALLOW ME TO SHOW YOU THE REAL PROBLEM. IT'S TOTAL INSANITY ACTUALLY ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN PUT 1300 PEOPLE INTO A HOMELESS CONCENTRATION CAMP AND CLAIM THAT ALL OF THEIR PROBLEMS COME FROM DRUGS AND WHATEVER ELSE THEY DECIDE IS WRONG WITH YOU WITHOUT EVER LOOKING AT WHAT'S WRONG WITH THEM. THIS IS WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT AND THAT IS THE HOUSING SHORTAGE THAT THEY JUST CONVENIENTLY DON'T WANT TO TELL YOU ANYTHING ABOUT IT. WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO PUT 1300 HOMELESS PEOPLE WHEN THEY GET OUT OF THAT FACILITY? WELL THAT SHOULD BE EASY ENOUGH LET'S JUST TRY AND FIND EVERY ONE OF THEM THEIR OWN ONE BEDROOM APARTMENT ON CRAIGSLIST SO THEY CAN LIVE IN SALT LAKE CITY OF COURSE. DO IT.

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  Startup Archive (@StartupArchive_) reported 12 minutes ago

  Dropbox founder Drew Houston on why distribution is more important than product LinkedIn founder Reid Hoffman wrote in his book Blitzscaling: "Many people in Silicon Valley like to focus on building products that are, in the famous words of the late Steve Jobs, "insanely great." Great products are certainly a positive, but the cold and unromantic fact is that a good product with great distribution will almost always beat a great product with poor distribution." Dropbox is a great example of this. As Dropbox founder & CEO Drew Houston explains, great distribution is ultimately how they beat out dozens of competitors with similar product offerings. Drew believes that too many startups overlook the importance of great distribution. Dropbox had a great product, but it succeeded because of its great distribution. They used a combination of organic virality (users shared files with nonusers) and incentivized virality (Basic account holders get 500 MB of extra storage per user they refer; Pro account holders get 1 GB) to grow. Virality helped Dropbox double its 100,000 users at launch to 200,000 users just ten days later, then skyrocket to one million users just seven months after that. An important caveat though: if your distribution strategy focuses on virality, you have to make sure you solve retention first. Bringing new users in through the front door doesn't help you grow if they immediately turn around and leave. According to Drew, Dropbox discovered this truth the hard way, when activation rates revealed that only 40% of the people signing up were actually putting files in their Dropbox and linking them to their computers. As Drew partially explains in the clip, the early Dropbox team went on Craigslist and offered $40 to anyone who'd come in for a 30-minute usability test. They asked these people to go from a Dropbox e-mail invitation to sharing a file with another email address. Zero of the five people tested succeeded--they didn't even come close. This stunned the team. So they made a list of 80+ things in an Excel spreadsheet and sanded down all of the rough edges in the experience. They soon watched their activation rate climb and left the competition in the dust as they marched on to a $9+ billion market cap. Source: @ycombinator (Feb 2017)

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  Daeron Myers (@IAMDAERONMYERS) reported 13 minutes ago

  "I need a box truck to make real money." Nah. I started in a car after my 9-to-5. Saved $2,200 in courier work. Bought a cargo van off Craigslist. Then a box truck. Your vehicle is not the problem.

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  Ozzmak (@Ozzmak) reported 14 minutes ago

  The Last Chord His name was Elias Kane, and the music found him at eight years old in the back seat of his mother’s rusted Civic. A crackling AM radio played an old Springsteen song, and something inside his chest cracked open like a new guitar case. From that moment, the world outside the music felt dull and out of fifteen he was busking on subway platforms after school, fingers bleeding on steel strings, collecting enough coins to buy his first real guitar—a battered Yamaha acoustic from a **** shop. He named her “Blue” and slept with her in his bed like a sibling. His mother worked double shifts at the hospital; his father had left years earlier. Elias spent every spare dollar on music: new strings, a cheap tuner, then a second-hand Fender Stratocaster that hummed like heaven when he plugged it into a twenty-dollar amp that buzzed louder than it seventeen he dropped out of high school. “I’m going pro,” he told his mother. She cried, but she still slipped him forty dollars from her tip jar every Friday. He used it the way other kids bought sneakers—on pedals, cables, microphones. He learned how to record on an old laptop held together with duct tape. His bedroom became a cave of tangled wires and empty ramen cups.When he turned twenty, he cashed out the small college fund his grandmother had left him. Twelve thousand dollars. He bought a proper interface, condenser mics, acoustic panels, and a second-hand MacBook. He spent nights teaching himself compression, EQ, reverb—anything that might make his songs sound like they belonged on real speakers. He named his bedroom studio “The Vault.”By twenty-three he had four guitars, a keyboard, a drum machine, and a growing collection of debt. He worked construction by day, hauling rebar under brutal sun, then came home bleeding and blistered to record until sunrise. Every paycheck disappeared into better equipment: a new Taylor acoustic, studio monitors that cost more than his rent, a vintage Neve preamp he found on Craigslist. He poured the last of his savings—$8,400—into a proper recording studio session in a real downtown room with a grand piano and thick glass. The engineer was kind but expensive. Elias tracked ten songs over three feverish days. When he left the studio with the masters on a USB drive, he felt like a king who had just been crowned in secret.Promotion came next. He maxed out three credit cards. Facebook ads, Instagram campaigns, TikTok boosts, playlist pitching services, custom merch he never sold. He played two hundred and seventeen shows in two years—coffee shops, dive bars, house parties, even a few opening slots for bigger acts. He slept in his van so often the passenger seat smelled like him and cheap fast food. His mother begged him to come home. He smiled on stage and told crowds, “This is everything.”At twenty-seven, Elias had nothing left but the music and the debt. His mother had passed the year before; the hospital bills had taken the last family money. He sat alone in The Vault—now a storage unit he paid for monthly—surrounded by instruments he could no longer afford to keep insured. The walls were covered in posters of sold-out arenas he would never play.On a rainy Thursday night, he uploaded his best song—“Paper Hearts”—everywhere. Spotify, Apple, Bandcamp, YouTube, TikTok. He set the price at ninety-nine cents on the platforms that allowed it. Then he waited.The first week: 312 streams. Mostly from friends and family. The second week: 87 more. The third: No playlist placements. No viral moment. No sync licensing. No mysterious benefactor. Just silence and the low hum of the city outside.On the last day of the month, desperate and hollow, Elias did something he swore he would never do. He posted on every forum, every musician group, every social account he had:“Will sell my entire catalog—every song I’ve ever written—for one dollar. One single dollar. Just so someone hears it.”He waited twenty-four hours. Zero buyers.He lowered it to free. Still nothing. That night Elias sat on the floor of the storage unit with Blue across his lap, the same guitar he’d bought at fifteen. The strings were old and dead. He didn’t even bother tuning her. He just held her and cried like the eight-year-old boy who had first heard music on a car radio. All the money, all the years, all the blood on the strings, and he couldn’t sell one song for one dollar. The music had taken everything. And still, quietly, under his breath, Elias hummed the chorus of “Paper Hearts” into the dark—because even now, broke and broken, he couldn’t stop. The song refused to leave him, even if the world refused to hear it.

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  Name cannot be blank (@YouKnowItsMattX) reported 16 minutes ago

  @ilikegoodmedia @encrypted_past @GOP__Ls And the obvious difference is Craigslist and FB don't ALLOW drug dealers to openly operate. If you posted "crack for $25" on Marketplace it would be taken down and you'd get banned. They police their platforms to some degree to avoid lawsuits.

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  Apathy Underdose (@Creekpossum17) reported 20 minutes ago

  @atimidtiger Where have all these balldo washers come from all of a sudden? Is there a toelog discord server where they congregate along with Craigslist chrissie mayr simps?

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  Jennifer (@Jennifer75089) reported 20 minutes ago

  @Jason2bartlett There are Americans who will pay premium money for “reclaimed wood.” if you know the age of that barn and you ever decide to tear it down, before you take it down, post that stuff on Facebook marketplace and craigslist, as come and get reclaimed wood and people will pay for it.

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  BobbyBouquet (@PrioritiezPacks) reported 25 minutes ago

  @Cant_Be_Rated Black uncs shut down tumblr with "pretty yung thang" candid pics of over developed teens every ******* where while simultaneously shutting down craigslist personals with blatant, low effort, underage pimping. Even your babies' birthday parties have twerkers and strippers.

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  Stephen Davis (@scdavis14633) reported 26 minutes ago

  @Ravious101 Learned, never list for free. Put some money on it and let them talk you down. People are leary of free stuff. Next time go craigslist, Facebook is full of crazy people when it comes to buying.

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  Lady Soleil (@LadySoleil33) reported 26 minutes ago

  🙌 Hits it on the nail! I remember when Facebook started I was in school and we were using Friendster so, what did FB do to take over? Same with Airbnb - craigslist was also doing rentals - Uber same....how can you take over the Yellow cabseveryone has been using for years - thinking outside of the box and narrowing it down to one problem to resolve is usually the winning strategy 💫

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  Michael (@Holden_Rye_) reported 29 minutes ago

  @OfficialVivek01 Here’s a cleaned-up version with your voice intact, but tighter and more defensible: I just read the rest. You are correct: BTC is widely traded now. But I grew up with it before this version existed. We used to trade Bitcoin through Craigslist, meet miners in parks, parking lots, wherever both sides agreed, and do the exchange like that. I quit trading in 2023. From 2008 to 2023, I never once heard of Michael Saylor being some master guru or “King of Bitcoin.” I barely heard his name at all in the circles I came from. Then last week I started paying attention. And once I did, patterns started firing off. Some of those patterns connected back to odd BTC behavior from around 2022–2023. I have rapid pattern recognition and a nonlinear mind. Some of that comes from early trauma. Some of it comes from combat trauma. When a pattern keeps hitting me, it does not leave me alone until I look at it. That is also why I was a scalp trader. Early crypto traders like me helped map the cycles everyone trades now. We watched this market grow from nothing. So I understand BTC very well. I can even build a blockchain. What I saw last week was odd. Brokers, TV financial analysts, and even BlackRock’s CEO are now openly talking about Bitcoin cycles like they discovered them. That is insane to me. Brokers used to get fired for even mentioning Bitcoin. They used to call us criminals for owning it. Now they act like they found it first. We have known for a long time that the $16k–$18k zone is a major protected structure layer. When BTC dominance drops hard toward the 40% area and the market breaks down, that lower BTC layer becomes the level everyone watches. That is where you fill bags. So when Saylor sold BTC around that zone and people called it tax strategy, fine. Maybe it was. But that also means he understood exactly where he was selling. That was not some random level. That was the deep structure layer. So now the question becomes fair: Was it just tax-loss harvesting? Or did he, and possibly others, understand the protected layer better than retail realized? Because if someone knows where the deepest liquidity sits, knows where retail gets liquidated, and has enough influence to move sentiment, then every “strategy” becomes a signal. Then a year later, we see another unusual dominance cycle while ETFs are being approved. That does not feel like normal old-cycle behavior. Maybe I am wrong. But if you knew ETFs were coming, and you wanted clients, friends, institutions, and treasury players positioned near the deepest BTC layer before the Wall Street wrapper arrived, that would be a very convenient time for it. Then BTC gets wrapped into the stock market through ETFs, treasury companies, preferred shares, leverage, and institutional products. At that point Bitcoin may still be decentralized at the protocol layer, but the market layer becomes a farm. That is what I am watching. What moved before the wick Whale manipulation was never some secret to the old BTC traders. We all knew it was happening. We just learned the game, mapped the traps, and traded around the predators instead of pretending Bitcoin was some clean little free market.

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  Mary (@supergreak) reported 30 minutes ago

  @Abomination81 That's darling that you think normal people are spending 42000 on a car. If I had 42K it's a down payment on a 🏠. I don't care if my car is a "depreciating asset", I've had it for 5 years and paid $7500 cash to some dude off Craigslist. Gambling w/debt is for suckers.

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  Moe (@MoeNFL) reported 34 minutes ago

  @NickFreiling He's wrong. You are wrong too. Craigslist is full of Toyotas that have 100k to 130k miles for less than 10k. Yes they are old but they are very reliable and very easy cheap to fix if anything breaks. The idea that buying new is the only way to get a reliable car is false

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  LEYTON EVANS (@Leytonio71) reported 34 minutes ago

  @adamcarolla Go on Seattle Craigslist right now. Rooms to rent all over the Seattle area for $500-1000 a month. Rents not the ******* problem!

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  Hello, this is dog (Mastermk7) (@newswatchers077) reported 36 minutes ago

  @BrittanyXVenti Lol Craigslist Chrissie going to melt down.

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  SUMO Momentum, MBA, Six Sigma (@SUMOmomentums) reported 37 minutes ago

  Dear $META. Stop selling rebuilt cars on marketplace. The platform is allowing this. It’s an easy fix but you won’t care. Shits Craigslist 2026 Facebook Remember Don’t tase me bro? Now it’s- Don’t rob me bro.

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  Jaxon (@jaxoncoder) reported 40 minutes ago

  A brother living near my house bought a used iPhone on Craigslist for $300 cash. It looked brand new. It was completely factory reset. A week later, his camera flash turned on by itself in his dark bedroom. He thought it was just a software glitch. But it was so much worse.

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  Some Guy (@randy_marsh97) reported 41 minutes ago

  @KeysRetired @GlennPurcell2 Craigslist should get you way more. Just make sure you know how to filter out the future problem buyers who are so dumb they think you’re a dealer despite zero evidence supporting such a theory and they you are obligated to give them lemon law protections. Hence, we trade in solely to avoid the riffraff and ease the sales tax due on the new car.

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  Andrew Gebo (@GeboMpls) reported 43 minutes ago

  @palmern2Twins Even if you can only afford a $5K clunker from Craigslist, you're still stuck with a depreciating and costly machine that you are completely reliant on and totally screwed if it breaks down.

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  🔥 QRYZSTOS ALI (Metal Q)🔥 (@Quincinerate) reported 45 minutes ago

  The guitar luthier I found on Craigslist just called me. He’s gonna come fix my Jackson next week and adjust the pickups for more gain. I can already tell this is gonna be my new guy.

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  𐡀 (@Xyleniqq) reported 48 minutes ago

  There's a deli two blocks from my office. I've been going there for 12 years. I order the same thing every time. Turkey, provolone, lettuce, tomato, mustard, on rye. Today, the guy behind the counter looked at me. Guy: Can I ask you something? Me: Sure. Guy: Why do you always order this sandwich? Me: Because I like it. Guy: You're the only person who's ever ordered it. Me: What? Guy: In 30 years. You're the only one. Me: How is that possible? Guy: I don't know. But we keep rye bread in stock just for you. Me: Just for me? Guy: Yeah. I didn't know what to say. Me: I can order something else. Guy: No. Don't. We like the consistency. Now I feel obligated to order it forever. --- ## 9. A guy on Craigslist paid me $40 to attend his improv show and heckle him. It went horribly wrong. I needed $40. I saw an ad on Craigslist. "Need someone to heckle me during my improv show. $40. Must be loud." I responded. The guy, Tyler, called me. Tyler: You comfortable yelling in public? Me: Sure. Tyler: Great. Just show up. Sit in the back. When I point at you, yell something mean. Me: Like what? Tyler: Doesn't matter. Just be loud. I showed up. Small theater. Maybe 30 people. Tyler's improv group performed. Fifteen minutes in, Tyler pointed at me. I yelled: You suck! The audience laughed. Tyler: Oh yeah? You think you can do better? Me: Yeah! Tyler: Come up here then! I didn't expect that. Tyler: Come on! Let's see what you got! The audience started chanting. I walked on stage. Tyler handed me a prop. Tyler: You're a detective. I'm a criminal. Go. I froze. I had no idea what to do. Tyler: Come on, detective. Interrogate me. Me: Uh. Where were you on the night of... the thing? The audience laughed. Tyler: What thing? Me: The... crime thing. I was bombing. But people were laughing. Tyler: You're terrible at this! Me: I know! I stayed on stage for ten minutes. At the end, Tyler handed me $60. Tyler: You were hilarious. Me: I thought I was supposed to heckle you. Tyler: You were better as a participant. He asked me to come back next week. I said no. But I'm thinking about it.

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  🐝 Carol Walsh ^Monterey Bay^ (@CarolWalshReal1) reported 50 minutes ago

  We built a garden shed from scratch replacing an old falling down shack. No plans just husband and I building with materials we could get off of Craigslist. It was so nice with the cobblestone floor we were like I don't know should we make this a hangout room instead of just parking the riding mower?

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  On The Right (@OnTheRightRepub) reported 51 minutes ago

  @justalexoki Find an old one on Craigslist 20+ years old or something. You can find any part and fix it as needed. My washer and dryer are not modern and every few years I spend 15-60 minutes changing some $20 parts following YouTube.

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  casey (@Casey_AF) reported 54 minutes ago

  FB marketplace just isn’t built like Craigslist was 10-15 years ago. Mfs be like I’ll get back to you if this deal doesn’t work out. Brother it’s first to show up with cash answer my questions this mf didn’t put down a deposit.

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  Brother Shaquille Sunflower (@UsernameLoso) reported 57 minutes ago

  It’s really simple to solve the watch party tot issue @TheGarden has. All you have to do is make the tkts non-transferable, that way resellers have no incentive to buy them up and resell on craigslist, eBay & Eventbrite etc. I’ll take 6 tkts to game 3 for solving this for you

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  Timothy Marino (@TimothyMarino18) reported 57 minutes ago

  @frecklequeen45 I buy too many farm animals that’s my issue. One minute my life is happy next minute I bought a donkey off Craigslist.