“When I was little, I played with a pile of rocks in the yard…AND I LIKED IT.”
You’ve heard your granny or grandpa utter this gem a time or two, haven’t you? It usually comes on the heels of the explanation of their very arduous route to school each day. You know, barefoot, in the snow, uphill both ways.
Maybe, like me, you were lucky enough to hear it from the elderly gentleman (purchasing a jumbo jar of pickled onions and what appeared to be a package of cockroaches but turned out to be dates) in line behind you at Walmart who issued the missive after watching you hand your smartphone to your tantrumming kid.
Either way, rocks or smartphones are preferable to the toys you’re about to see. I think even Grandpa Walmart would agree.
What were they thinking?
And these are just the ones I can show you. A great majority of the children’s toys I brought to the attention of my esteemed Babble editors were deemed inappropriate for this website.
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