Because sometimes the lions of the savannah have a morbid sense of humor.
Many dancers would be amazed at the sheer amount of poise and self-control this zebra has. Not just anyone has the willpower to remain en pointe after having one’s legs, and, more importantly, head removed. That takes dedication.
Of course he’s cheating a bit, using that old stump as a brace, but it’s still an impressive trick.
One of the great “chicken and the egg” questions about Goodwill is, is the truly shameful amount of broken, totally unsellable junk on the shelves collateral damage from careless shoppers, or were these things donated like that? If it’s the latter, I want to see the pricing guide for “Zebra, Maimed.” Maybe it’s 60% off if 70% is missing?
I have my eye on a set of coffee mugs at Parmer and I35–it’s listed as $15/Set, and every week it comes closer to “$15/mug.” Maybe there’ll be a small fanfare when they reprice the silly things.
Anyway, maimed zebras.
Savannah legend held many strange tales. Like the story of the hyena that invested large amounts of its personal fortune to a venture capital firm and made a modest income off a small software startup in Senegal. But when the sun set, the old men told of the dark night when fear galloped with a clip…clip…clip… and a conspicuous absence of a whinny. No-one who saw Striped Midnight could ever be the same.
Goodwill on Metric and 183, Austin