Merchandising!
(Where the real money from the love is made)
With Valentine's Day looming almost a week away, I've been avoiding the card shoppes for fear of all the sparkly red & pink things that will try and eat me. So far, I've been maddeningly successful, though not because of my staunch resolve. No, I'm avoiding the mall's Hallmark store out of fear. Fear of the large display of these things just inside the front entrance:
He's called "The Dancing Love Machine." And as near as I can tell, he's going to devour us all in our sleep if we welcome him into our house like some demonic vacuum cleaner salesman. The design of this strange little creature is also puzzling. As near as I can tell, they took:
And spliced him with:
And the end result was:
I am perplexed and terrified at how someone thought this was a good idea.
Labels: Can't sleep dancing love machine will eat me
posted by Phillip at 4:53 AM
