Good luck with that, Bob!
Bob the Builder is, if anything, an optimist. He is also, if anything, animated clay, but it’s best not to hold that against him. Don’t mention the clay thing. He gets testy.
So, when he saw the brick-a-brack section at the Goodwill on Metric, he thought, “Well, no problem! How many broken clowns and crappy children’s ceramic bowls can there be?”
Oh, Bob, quite a lot. Quite a lot.
By the time Bob the Builder got through with just the children’s section, he was a broken man. “Why do people donate this sh&t?” he screamed, scaring the hell out of Pilchard the Cat, who had never heard Bob use a word stronger than “Gosh!” up till this point. He had to agree with Bob, though, who had uncovered a buried horde of headless barbies. Why, indeed.
When we last left Bob, he was somewhere in “housewares,” muttering “I don’t know what this is. I can’t FIX something that I don’t even recognize. There’s, like, marbles in it, and it’s huge, and I’ve HAD IT with these stupid, stupid candle sticks. NOBODY needs them. Come on, Mr. Jackhammer. It’s time to fix it…for good.”
Goodwill on 183 and Metric, Austin