Ever flitter around on eBay? Y'know, just to see what you can find? If you're bored, it's a posh, dandy way to kill time. Earlier, I was clicking (much like a cicada) through ragged WWF merchandise in search of Undertaker bagatelles that have been carelessly tossed aside by the unsuitable. That's what I call normal people. Ick. Anyway, I stumbled upon a gimmick catalog from 1994. That's one of my best years!
Now would be a great opportunity to mention that I "collect" Doink manavelins in addition to other wrestling knick-knacks. I used quotation marks because I don't buy stuff left and right with the mania of a true collector. If I spot something cool (and I can afford it), I buy it. Simple as. So this fucking catalog contains...get ready...Doink teddy bears. DOINK BEARS. With Dink included, you cocksuckers! Woah, I don't know where that came from. Sorry. I'm hyped up on Pepsi and Doink energy. Yes, I realize that I'm essentially proselytizing the shitty babyface Doink and his causeless sidekick, but it's still Doink, man. Doink bends my will. All is Doink. Doink is all.
I can't find any Doink bears online, though I haven't spent many days minutes looking. Undertaker bears are easier to locate, and I do want one, but dude, Doink bears. Until today, I didn't know they existed. If you have a spare or you know where I can grab one, please let me know. I will gladly pay in American currency for that sweet, sweet baby.
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