View Full Version : The scariest-looking toy you've ever seen

09-02-2010, 06:56 PM

This image was sent to me by Jody Handley, a loyal The Poop reader who blogs at rocketcitydigs.com, about her family's attempts to make the most of living in their tight San Francisco apartment. She's a good writer, and there's a heavy dose of pop culture, so please pretend like our blogroll is not stuck in the year 2005 and we've linked to her on the right side of The Poop home page.

This message from Jody: I thought of The Poop while I was on vacation at my mother-in-law's house. This toy appeared one day among my daughter's playthings. I nearly shrieked. ... When would this toy EVER have been fun?

More on Jody's clown and other childhood toy finds in her blog post, where she has two very funny horror film-inspired paragraphs about this toy.

Read more: http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/parenting/detail?entry_id=70925#ixzz0yPabiGa8

Not all of my toy discoveries were as pleasant as li’l Joan’s castoff. I wandered into my mother-in-law’s living room one morning, kicked aside some of RocketBaby’s toys, and saw THIS staring at me. I don’t know where it came from. I don’t know who put it with my daughter’s things. All I know is, my mother-in-law said it “used to be hers,” and I’m not calling her a liar, but I think maybe she was under some kind of mild demon possession. Perhaps an Imperius curse?

I made light of it at first. I scoffed at its knowing eyes, its patient smile. Then I stashed it in the bottom of a basket and spent the next hour imagining it making secret, evil, evilly secret plans about handing my baby girl a straight razor and gesturing at my Achilles’ tendon with its pointy hat. So after some thought, I resurfaced it, put it on the dining room table–far out of her reach–and then turned its sinister smile to the wall. Better that we all keep our clown enemies close.http://www.rocketcitydigs.com/2010/08/25/the-toys-of-our-youth/

09-02-2010, 11:22 PM
Normally, this kind of story would anger me but since the victim and the victim-child live preferentially in San Francisco - too bad.