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Worst Toys

PostPosted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 10:24 pm
by design_femme
Well, in order to lighten up the mood around here (and to think, it started with a 7-legged transgendered deer), I'm gonna remind everything just how fun(ny) Christmas can be.

(Oh geez. I'm trying to rope everyone into the "holiday spirit." This, coming from an agnostic raised by Buddhists... anyway...)

http://www.radarmagazine.com/features/2006/12/toys.php

Enjoy and be safe around your kids' toys on Christmas morning! [;)]

PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 12:43 am
by Bitter Almonds
<p align="justify">Whatever happened to the good ol' days when cereals used to come with jagged and sharp bits of metal as the toy prize that immediately sent the kids for immediate appendectomies?[8D]

PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 1:02 am
by Frau_Blucher
OMG D_F...thanks so much. My gut is SPLITTING at the Atomic Energy Lab commentary. ROTFLMAO!


Edit: Check that...each one is funnier than the one before!

PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 2:54 am
by DayGloJo
What little girl wouldn't want a Cabbage Patch cannibal?

NWO: way more fun than data modelling.

PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 5:02 am
by phillyidol
I had the creepy crawlers set!!!!!!!!What a suprise! They bought me a hot plate and glue but they couldn't spring for a normal pair of pants and a gi joe action figure? WHY MOM!?!!!!!!!

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PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 5:57 am
by SwampThing
I had Lawn Darts and Creepy Crawlers, no one ever got hurt!

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PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 5:33 pm
by Bitter Almonds
<p align="justify">Sky Dancers were kinda fun... when you shot them horizontally[:D]

PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 10:07 pm
by empyrean
I once have this spring that goes down the stairs continuously. It really annoys me.

PostPosted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 12:15 am
by coop41
Jarts! how awesome, what a hilarious article, thanks!!!

PostPosted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 2:13 pm
by birdmadgirl
I have a scar on my right side from a Jart incident. A kid I was playing with sent one my direction and rather than take it in the chest, my instincts kicked in and I turned to the side (I presume so that I could run like hell or drop and curl up into a ball. Or something). And then I looked down to see a big dart sticking out of me and started screeching.

My parents never thought to sue the jart people. My dad told me to quit being a baby, and asked why didn't I get the hell out of the way, anyway?!?!

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