Back when I was around 7 or so, I had a stuffed animal, like most kids. I still remember this stuffed animal to this day. His name was Weebok. He wore 'Weebok' shoes, had a 'Weebok' cloth diaper, and was what looked to be a lion. He even came with a back story, which I forgot.
One day, my Dad decided to give Weebok away. My favorite stuffed animal I ever had, and he gave him away. A tidbit: I even went so far as to tell my Dad that if I died, I wanted to be buried with Weebok. Yes, I said that.
Why in the world am I telling you this? Well, if you can't fathom a guess yet, I'll tell you. Never forgetting this stuffed animal, I started getting nostalgic a couple years ago. I looked far and wide for information on Weebok, but found practically nothing. But a little while later, I found one on eBay.
After three paragraphs, I’m finally getting to point. Meet the new mascot of DadToLibbs.com, Weebok II:
He will pop in from time to time, possibly popping up in pictures, in random posts, whatever. So, give him a welcome down in the comments. He does get lonely the 4 hours a day that I’m asleep, so give him some love.