michelles got blood, ive got tears

a terrible terrible thing happened this past weekend. this is where good finds meets bad luck. as i was overly excited to have my recently purchased hamburglar join me in bed, i overscrubbed the poor thing in an attempted washing "incident". not considering the delicate threads and fabric of this 20 year old toy, i thought it would be a great idea to use tide detergent and a toothbrush to give him a bath in the bathroom sink. i ended up tearing through most of his neck, while stuffing bursted out like guts. whether it was pms or the reinactment of a terrible childhood memory of washing my bear "Brownie", i started bawling like a baby. heres what poor hamburglar looked like after his bath:

a half hour later, with the help of anthony, i managed to collect myself off the bathroom floor and search for a new doll on ebay. i instantly found one and "bought it now". his face didnt look the same and he definitely wasnt in the same plump condition, but i desperately needed to fill the emotional void so i went for it.

he arrived today and hes faded and floppy. hes no substitute for his brother and his face is ten times creepier, but i think i love him anyway. he didnt come with a cape like his brother, so they'll have to share. here they are, reunited and it feels so hood:


as you see in the above close up, i managed to leave the old one (right) facedown on the dirty windowsill to dry and now he resembles an auto mechanic.

hamburglar #2, ebay: $4.00 + $4.50 shipping = $8.50