My mother likes to scour the garage sale tables for stuff that can be used by new immigrants she and her church support when they first arrive here from the Ukraine. Often I am the one left lugging around the boxes. In all these years I never find anything that I would like to poach for myself. However, today, in a box of little beanie babies I found this magnificent bastard. The best part is that he didn't smell like dog slobber or urine. Welcome to the collection Meowth.
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Jackpot! The yard sale gods smiled on you for all your hard work.
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