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This question brought back a few nice old memories.

My favorite toy was a stuffed dog I named Charlie. I made him when I was about 6 years old from a pattern my mother gave me. I didn't know how to sew using a sewing machine then, so I made Charlie completely by hand from red fabric with little black felt nose and eyes, and a white yarn bow on which I tied a little white necktie. Eventually, the white bow and tie became dingy, so I replaced it with a black bow. I didn't put another necktie on him, though.

I still have Charlie. He's sitting on top of the bureau in my bedroom. He's held up very well over the years, much better than any of the other stuffed toys I made when I was a kid, since he's still here looking very much the same as he did way back when I first made him, while the rest are long gone, lost to irreparable wear and tear. Charlie went to a lot of places with me. When I stayed with the grandparents for the summer, Charlie went with me. When I visited relatives, Charlie would also visit. He even went to school with me a few times, tucked safely in my book bag. I absolutely adored Charlie back then, and I adore him now.

[Error: unknown template qotd]This is a pretty amusing. Hey, whoever figures out which one is the lie gets a prize (I don't know what kind of prize. I'll think of something).

1. I used to work in the porn industry.
2. I was never a Dodgers fan.
3. I saw Marlon Brando naked in real life.

[Error: unknown template qotd] Ha! There are many ways I prefer to spend my Sundays. They involve a hot babe with a big, round booty, lots of energy and interesting toys, but the usual way I spend my Sunday mornings is watching football and/or basketball naked while processing photos. Sure, it's not exciting, but it's my thing. Sunday is the one day of the week I can be completely clothing free, and, dammit, I'm gonna take advantage of it.