Build A Bear Most of us know what this shop is, and most of us know what you do in it. For those who don't: It's basically a volunteer sweatshop, but for stuffed animals. Someone must have gotten really freakin lazy, stopped at sewing the skin of the bear together, and had the kid who wanted it help them: AND FROM THERE, IT MUST HAVE BEEN BORN. Seriously, When I went in there, a kid was staring at me with empty eyes, like those that had been laboring for hours without even a juicy juice. Either way, I walked past one yesterday with my boyfriend, and something in the window caught my eye. If you guessed "A Fox", wonderful, you're a genius, get a cookie. It was a Fennec Fox plush... I had to.... I HAD TO... So I practically ran in there and picked out a skin... I apologized profusely for my addictions to my boyfriend, and he followed me around as I filled it with fluff and made it a birth certificate *Don't want any illegal teddy bears in Texas, no way* and paid for it. It's name is Sandstone. This is actually my second one- my first one, I got when I was... I think, Eleven, and it was a white cat named Snowflake- still have it. I was talking to Kitti about this, and realized I MUST KNOW: Who has a BuildaBear, What is the name of your BuildaBear, and is it me or is the employers in that shop perpetually high- or just childlike?