My fondest memories of the zoo were going to these large, hot, stinky machines that would, if you put enough money in them, would glorp a bunch of hot plastic into a mold, then spit it out in the shape of (my preference) a gorilla. I’m almost certain there were animals in that zoo, too. Who can tell.
My fondest memories of the zoo were going to these large, hot, stinky machines that would, if you put enough money in them, would glorp a bunch of hot plastic into a mold, then spit it out in the shape of (my preference) a gorilla. I’m almost certain there were animals in that zoo, too. Who can tell.