Won’t Somebody Please Think of the Smighties!!

At some point when I was a kid, we had tamagatchis. You remember them – they were these things that you had to take care of and then if you did a good job, they died and went to heaven. Mine just died. Turns out, these things were a lot of work; you had to play with them, feed them, clean up after them when they pooped … alright, so I am writing this while the Minnow is laying in bed next to me, and the only real difference here is that he cries louder, and doesn’t have a battery that I can remove when I get bored. But the tamagotchi fad died out pretty quickly at my school (HB Thompson, go team name that I have long since forgotten). Turns out, the genre, and yes, it has reached genre status, never went away. Continue reading Won’t Somebody Please Think of the Smighties!!

I wasn’t going to start a meth lab until the Angelfish got me those dolls

Susan Schrivjer needs to just stop now. Please. Stop. Now.

You started a petition. To get Breaking Bad action figures pulled from Toys R Us. Because … children. In fact, you told a reporter that “[k]ids mimic their action figures.” If we buy children these toys, they will go to jail. Yes, that’s right, they will start their own little meth labs using easy bake ovens and … whatever else you use to make meth, because they had an action figure.
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Hug your kids today

A short time ago, a man that I knew died. He was 36 and left behind a wife, and three kids. Last night, I went to pay my respects to his family – I was friends with the man’s father, and my daughter and his middle child were as close as 4 year olds can be. I saw his children, and they were devastated. They were heartbroken, for obvious reasons.
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