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This is what I wanted for my 30th anniversary gift.
Mortimer in my window

Couldn’t help myself. Every time I look at him, I can’t help but smile.

It reminds me of a cheer that I learned from an upperclassman in my saxophone section during football season. Our band director kinda frowned on it:

“Nuts and bolts!
Nuts and bolts!

Does anyone know what the body is made of? It looks like a sphere that’s been jagged cut. I think I’ve seen one before, but for the life of me, I can’t remember where….