Why is it that when I'm out shopping - or, to be more accurate, shopping online - for gifts for other people I end up finding a thousand cool things for myself?
Stuff that I look at and go, OMG that is so totally me but must resist purchasing because, hello, I'm shopping for other people. The holidays are about giving, right?
Well, I wish that someone would give me this:
This is the Avenging Unicorn Play Set.
It's a play set, so technically, I suppose, you're supposed to buy it for your kids, but as awesome as that might be in theory, even I'm not that bad. So I'd just keep it for me.
It has four different horns for impaling those who annoy me without having to engage them in real life. I can take the high road and make my unicorn do all the dirty work. There are at least a few sanctimommies that I'd like to imagine on the receiving end of my vengeful unicorn.
(Did that sound wrong?)
Come to think of it, if I could ask for anything I'd also be tempted to ask for this taxidermy unicorn -- okay, it's a lamb that's been made to look like a real unicorn -- because oh my holy heck, that's awesome. I'd have my own unicorn, for realz.
Plus I'm entranced by the description: "His horn sparkles with the shimmer of little rainbows from the inside out! His mane and tail blow softly in the breeze!"
Dude, you had me at sparkle.
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