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Nifty Thrifting: Food & Amazon

Hey guys!
Here's a few freebies I've been finding.  To get technical, they're really not free.


For instance, to reap the benefits of this one, you've gotta print it off! Don't hurt yourself.















Or, in order to get a free small cheese pizza from Hungry Howie's, you've got to go to this website and fill out some info.  If you're leary about giving out your email and some basic, not-very-personal information, this one may not be for you.  Actually, all of these except the deal at Panda ask for some info about you in return for "free" stuff.  I think it's worth it as none of them asked for my phone number and if they end up sending me too many junk emails, I can always unsubscribe.  You can pay with money or you can pay with giving them an email address. Obviously, it's your call.

This deal is expired as the superbowl coin toss has already happened.  I just wanted to tell you all that by signing up and guessing that the coin would land heads up, I won a free 1-topping pizza from Papa Johns. Score! (pun intended)

But my favorite (and least fattening) deal as of late has been getting a $5 amazon credit just for participating in a survey at research.fm.  I know the particular promotion that I participated in has ended, but the website says to keep your eyes open for more coming soon, jsyk.

Welp, hope you can gain some fun, "free" stuff from this edition of Nifty Thrifting!

Remember, there's a difference between being frugal and being cheap.  In my humble opinion, the difference lies in what you pay with instead of money.

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