(Singing) On cycle fifteen of Life Day my first mate gave to me, a creepy crawling brawler,
one big brown disappointment,
a disco crazy clanker,
a snazzy little space crane,
a Volkswalker Beetle,
a cranky Xerox copy,
another grey triangle,
a case of Déjà vu,
three teeny blasters,
an angry Steward of Endor,
a pair of ruby slippers,
a bounty hunter’s hot rod,
a break-dancing pilot,
an impractical escape ship
and a dancing droid beneath the Life Tree. (/Singing)
If you’re a fan of the era, you just scored another bug for your battles. I do wish that it had been the winged variety, but that element is probably too expensive or there was worry they’d get bent in the tray. I’m guessing the former.
At the very least, this ugly bug makes a great PSA for kids to keep plastic bags away from their heads.
Warning: This Bag Is Not A Toy.
To be continued…
