POOR CHOICE FOR A NAME AWESOMENESS: MONSTER IN MY POCKET!
I have been accused, fairly at that, that I can be a bit unPC at times. I say things that my mother would shake her head at and say “Ohhhh (fill in the blank with whatever name you fancy)((i’d go with Trevor Rodriguez, that is a man’s man’s name))) you shouldn’t say those things people will think your weird or crazy or an asshole or hilarious! I added that last part for dramatic effect. Like thunder after lighting. Maybe I am reading to much into this…
So, here is an idea. Lets get kids okay with the phrase “monster in my pocket”. So if somebody / namely a stranger who may drive a van, or have mustache and wear a windbreaker or buys a lot of candy happens to saddle up next to little timmy at the merry go round and says, “Hey I have a Monster in my pocket, would you like to play with it? Or see it, or touch it, or trade with yours”. Little timmy only thinks of that toy / game he loves and says “fuck ya mister” (timmy watch your mouth). So there is nothing wrong with toys, and monsters are pretty freaking awesome. If it would have even just been “monsters in my pocket” not as bad, not nearly as pederass. But that singular Monster in my Pocket, just makes my skin crawl.
So the next time this guy drives up next to your kid at the playground and successfully takes him home. You have the children’s toy industry to thank. Your Christmas Gift to your son got him molested!
So there ya have it. Kids are dumb and toys peaked with crayons. Can’t get any better or less pederass. Unless of course you had a TV show where a full grown man lived in a basement and acted as a “baby sitter” …
HAHA who buys Charles In Charge on DVD? And when can we hang out?
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