Next time you’re looking for an outlet for that unmitigated pent-up frustration, why not take it out on a blow-up doll who’s got it coming in spades, and keep that karma flowing in the right direction? Spend just a few minutes trying to turn Charles Manson into a grease stain and see how much better you’ll feel. And it’s about time he took one for the team, so don’t give him the Mr. Nice Guy treatment; really pummel him into the ground. Then hide him before someone sees him and thinks he’s your new inflatable friend.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Hit me with your best shot
Labels:
All about you,
Inflatable,
Toys,
Why?