Monday, October 16, 2017
Yowie, this is stupid!
The thought of this pale, fat, stupid little kid eating enough cheap chocolate to collect all those stupid plastic animals makes me want to call Child Protective Services on his parents. It also makes me want to hurt everybody.
And the punchline is that his "mission" to spend all that money to purchase and consume that cheap plastic-that-tastes-kind-of-like-chocolate isn't over just because he's managed to complete his collection, because hey look here's ANOTHER set to collect. Strap on your African Safari hat and grab mom's purse, Stupid Fat Kid! It's back to the store---err, jungle---for another encounter with the cashier---err, tribal chieftain....or something.....
I can remember when commercials didn't whip me up into a psychotic rage on a daily basis. I miss those days. I really do. But what am I going to do when I live in a world where people are encouraged to buy Easter Bunny-quality chocolate so they can get a stupid plastic toy you used to be able to get out of gumball machines for a nickle and can still buy by the bag at the Dollar Store for 99 cents? I mean, what the hell is going on here? Are you people completely f--ing insane, or what?