My Household Invaded By Emo Toy or "Those fuckers will do anything to get noticed"

So last weekend me and eliza were on our weekly Saturday morning hang out in town, and we were given a complimentry bag of shit outside woolies (one of the benefits of hanging out with a small child is you get given all that shit, and no longer have to steal it when the people aren't looking). So there were some lollies, and bannana and this stciker album with a packet of Crazy Bones attached. Now these are crazy little figures that you use to play a game similair to jacks/knucklebones, but with cool men instead of nerdy jacks and a bouncy ball.

Well I finally got around to opening them today and was presented with quite a shock!!!

Inside were 3 little dudes to play with. The first man was just your token anime Goku rip off type characrter

The second guy was this industrial/goth guy. The kind of person you run into in those alley clubs in Sydney, where the lead singer of the band breathes into a bag containing a rotten crow in between songs.

Now I pull out the 3rd man, and some prick has gone and slipped a fucking Emo in with these guys. Seriously is there nothing these guys won't do to make us take their /wrists seriously? I can just see this pale, emancipated, over-eyelined freak putting this emo guy into every second packet muttering to himself "Soon they will take us seriously. Soon my post punk, grunge influenced fok rock band will succeed and i can stop /wrists for attention." Fucking Emos!