So at work today, we got Hot Dog. Just one. A single Hot Dog.
I naturally bought him for myself. I mean look at him. He’s a puppy made of lava. Hell yes I want that.
My boss asked if I would seriously deny a child, since I don’t have the game he goes to…But yeah. I want him for me.
When I got home, I signed up for the Skylander’s site to register my Hot Dog. I wanted to play with him on the site with their mini games. I got an email telling me my child signed up for the site.
I do not have a child. I bought Hot Dog for me. I signed up for the site for me. I want a lava puppy for ME. I’m 26, but screw you Skylanders! THESE ARE MY TOYS AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME FROM PLAYING WITH THEM! I will not feel shame and you can’t make me. I’m going to rub it in the faces of small children that I bought the ONLY Hot Dog we had at my store.