It appears my Human has procured a garish plastic tower designed for the small, loud, and inexplicably sticky version of their species. This "Busy Ball Popper," as they call it, is an ostentatious contraption that uses a gale-force wind and a series of infuriatingly cheerful ditties to propel five brightly colored spheres in a chaotic loop. While the promis…
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My human has presented me with a 'Playskool Little Wonders Pop-A-Tune,' a name that already fills me with a certain dread. It is, from what I can gat…
My human has brought home a brightly colored plastic box, a so-called "Form Fitter," filled with smaller, equally garish plastic morsels. Apparently,…
So, the Human has acquired a plastic proboscidean from "Playskool," a purveyor of amusements for the very small, very loud, and very sticky-fingered …
My human, in their infinite and often misguided wisdom, has procured a garish plastic disc from the Fisher-Price clan, an entity known for its loud c…