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  • Amazon Customer - Hard to find

    A very hard to find item that I used to motivate my granddaughter to sleep in her own bed. She will do anything for shopkins. This one is her favorite. It was in excellent condition.

  • Matthew Cord - Apocalypse WOW!

    I remember when it started. Or, rather, when THEY started. The dead...rising. Rising with an insatiable hunger for the flesh of the living. It was madness. A sick, downward spiral for the human race. We went out with a whimper, not a bang. Earth has a new apex predator, and it isn't us. Or should I say, it is us - or what we became... The throngs of humans who used to cover every habitable inch of the globe are gone, either torn to peices and devoured by their souless, dead-eyed neighbors, or worse, transformed into the shambling, ravenous nightmares that now populate the decaying cities and fallow countrysides from New York to Beijing. In the blink of an eye - a few short panic-filled, gruesome weeks - the human race simply devolved to nothingness or was remade into something else... One talking head in one of the last television broadcasts said, "we appear to be making ourselves extinct." And so we did. And so we are. But not all of us. No, not quite. I'm still here. I don't even want to think about what I've had to do, had to see these past months in order to survive. It seems like madness is constantly sitting on my shoulder, upping the ante every time I think I've expereineced the worst of it. Like that time right at the beginning when I looked out my third floor apartment window one Thursday morning and literally choked on my coffee as I watched a line of Nuns crossing the street set upon out of nowhere by a pack of them. Like that time a couple weeks later when I snuck roof-top-to-roof-top to get to the hospital to get precious insulin for a dying neighbor - I got there and stumbled into the maternity ward by mistake...They have no mercy, their hunger knows no age limit. Or the time a eight days later when I saw my wife torn apart in front of my eyes by a mob of them; me powerless, armed impotently with only a tennis racket. A tennis racket... From that day to this I've seen more horrors and each one lives with me and they seem to mock me even as they accumulate, mock me for being so stupid to have not simply let those things take me and end it. But I can't for some reason. I know it's pointless, and something deep in my gut assures me I am the last of our kind. But I just can't bring myself to end it. And when the sun goes down...I sit baracaded inside this apartment listening to the plaintive moans of the undead and the endless scratching of their ragged nails as they try in vain to claw through the steel fire door to get to me. To get a brief respite from the maddening moans and scrapes as I choke down what passes for dinner, I softly hum a fragment of a mostly forgotten hymn my grandmother taught me when I was a little boy...It is pure, undiluted torture. Or...at least it WAS! After finding a mildewed copy of Sonia Allison's Microwave For One in a trash chute as I was fleeing the rotting grasp of a decomposing doorman, my lonely nightly repast has become a solitray feast! Let the reanimated hoardes howl! Let them scratch and wail and gnash their blood-caked teeth! I chuckle at them now as I enjoy my individual-sized portion of Turkey Stroganoff (the tip about adding the breadcrumbs just before taking it out to allay sogginess potential? Mmm! Genius!). Bless you Sonia Allison, whoever you are! Or...were.

  • Amazon Customer - It works but...

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