My first winter in Philly was the coldest winter I have ever experienced in my life. Since we couldn't afford to turn the heat on, the hot glue gun was the only reliable source of warmth:
In silly poses:
There was also a plastic skeleton that danced to a Gloria Estefan song at that Walgreens but I didn't have the cash for one of them at the time. If you happen to have one of these, I will pay top dollar (cupcake) for it.
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