So, last weekend we went to buy a present for a very special little boy. He will be five years old next month. He loves the Power Rangers and the Disney movie Cars. We have only one real toy store in Tumbleweed Junction: Kay-Bee Toys. It is the most child-friendly of stores, unlike the evil Toys-R-Us, which posts a warning that children are not welcome inside without an adult. What the hell? Well, I guess they don't need my money. I never shop there.
Inside Kay-Bee, a joyous pandemonium reigns. A constant soundtrack of beeping, barking, crunching and whirring is punctuated with the silvery bells of childish laughter (good one, huh?) and the frequent parental exclamation, "Wow! Cool! I had one of those when I was a kid." The aisles are narrow and stacked high with a fantastic collection of playthings. We found the perfect remote-control Cars vehicle and we should have been happy, but for what had greeted us on the way into the store, and returned to assault us at several inside displays.
A freaking giant Santa Claus snow globe! Playing Christmas music!
Christmas in July? I DON'T THINK SO!!!
It's July, damn it! They should be pushing pool toys, sand pails, and little toddler-sized sunglasses. This is ridiculous! Next thing you know, they'll start wishing you a Happy New Year in May! Argh! Agh! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *
* The Savage head explodes. We will pause for a moment of silence...
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