This morning I decided I'd better get crackin' on my top-secret doll project because time's a-wastin', so I asked Mr. Gadget if he might have some wire that would be suitable for creating an armature-skeleton-thingie. He was pretty sure he did, and he invited me down to the basement where he keeps his gadgets and all of his boxes of gadget-related stuff.
While I reviewed the wire choices, he noticed a box nearby filled with an eclectic collection.
"Isn't this the stuff you were going to take the Goodwill?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah," I said. "I forgot about that. Oh, wait. What's that?"
"There's no way
that's going to Goodwill," I informed him. "That's going to the Treehouse."
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