Every year The Old Man and I find ourselves faced with that final trek to pick "one or two" more toys for each boy as the big day approaches (that'd be Xmas, for all you people already entrenched in 2009). This year was no different. We found ourselves swimming through crowds with the rest of the procrastinators; pushing through half-empty aisles, rummaging through the leftovers. Basically searching for something desirable in a pool of misfit toys-- if only Hermie had been there to cry with us about it.
As we scanned the dwindling supplies at a local Wally World, a little something special caught my eye. Don't ask me why my attention was immediately drawn to it. I really wouldn't know. Ahem.
Oh, ok-- we all know I have a notoriously dirty mind. But forgive me, I don't think this is much of a stretch. When you see it, you tell me what it looks like! (The pic isn't the best-- we had to take it with the phone, and both of us were shaking from giggling)
Yeah! Exactly! It is Dora with her gigundous cock/joystick protruding through a giant bush! It even has a happy-to-see-you little curve in it! And howabout that tiered dickhead? It couldn't look more like pulsing man flesh unless they'd painted veins down the side of it.
So this little gem poses a few interesting questions for us.
For instance, why in god's name did the manufacturer choose "skin" as the preferred dye color for the batch of plastic to be used as a joystick? Did they intend for Dora to look like an overzealous, outrageously well-endowed child predator?
Secondly, did anyone else know that Dora is, in fact, a tranny? I was not hip to this, I must say. I have heard the rumors about Bert and Ernie, but not a peep on the Mommy Beat about Dora! Now, I know that children's programming is getting more and more progressive-- showing more shows with "two mommies" or what have you, but I had no idea that Nick Jr. had gone so far as to incorporate this sort of sexuality normalization into their programming! I guess I should have been suspicious about her friendship with that little monkey and the fact that she has a verbal relationship with her backpack, but call me naive, I thought she was just your average bilingual know-it-all.
Thirdly, I must apologize in advance for the following...
I am sorry...
My mind is a nasty, filthy little cavern of wicked scenarios that induce sophomoric attacks of snickering to myself. Trust me, I paid the price in elementary school for it. Anyway... all I can envision with this little "joystick" is little Aiden/Brayden/Jaden sitting in front of the tv, controller grasped tightly in his paws clutched into his lap as he sits cross-legged in front of the tube, whacking and jerking away, grunting and grimacing, brows furrowed in concentration. Just beating away at happy little Dora. Er, Dorian, I mean. It is almost like this little toy is a precursor to days ahead when Aiden/Brayden/Jaden's mom accidentally walks in on him after he's discovered Cinemax late night.
But of course it doesn't stop there. What of the poor little handicapped boy who was born without arms and has taught himself to do everything by using only his mouth? The kid can paint and write and play billiards. He maneuvers his wheelchair with that whole short breath, long breath blow-tube dealy that always blows my mind every time they show it on 60 Minutes. What about him? He wants to play the vids, too! And with this?!?! Well, as if he wasn't a laughing stock already what with the armless thing-- now his snotty brother has pics of him effectively blowing a plastic transvestite!
Well, you can see where this shopping trip got me and TOM! Who can concentrate on the magic of Christmas when these days you can't help but practically trip over porn wherever you go! You'd think the toy section would be safe... then again, there's always those Bratz slutz selling themselves all over the place now, so I guess really not even the toy aisle is safe.
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