I was stuck in Target yesterday, in the middle of the toy department, by shoppers. My fault for taking the wrong aisle to layby but the place is so maze-like I expected to see the goblet of fire any minute.
Trapped in the doll section, not even in the action man section.
I see a niche in the market for a specialty doll.
A man doll that comes with detachable equipment.
The excitement of Christmas morning as the lonely divorcee sits beside the tree, ripping off the parts and jamming them back. Upside down, sideways, up its nose, dipping parts in boiling water and watching them droop. Sticking great big needles through the sensitive bits.
I could install a voice box that screams and begs for mercy.
I'll make my fortune.