For some unknown reason, I absolutely love Build-A-Bear. I can't walk by the store in the mall without turning into a lunatic. I got my first bear when I was 16, and I've been addicted ever since. I just love the atmosphere. I love jumping around, dancing, kissing the heart, I do all that.
It's embarrassing for whomever I'm with. I can always justify getting another one. I'm on the Build-A-Bear email list, and the coupons are fantastic. When my Grams turned 70 I took her to Build-A-Bear too, and she had more fun than me! Maybe its genetic.
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