We’ve had some fun here before with cheap toys I’ve found at bargain/dollar stores. Fakie ponies with stolen My Little Pony box art, Barbie rip-offs that look like drunken floozies, questionable propositions from Engrish packaging.
But nothing prepared me for this.
Frans Tromers. Dark of the Moon.
Guys, seriously. FRANS TROMERS.
This is the single most glorious, not-a-#$@&-was-given-that-day, up-yours-trademark-holders, why-the-hell-not ripoffery I’ve witnessed since that pony with two generations of stolen Hasbro box art.
Frans wins the toy wars. He came home with me.
That’s right. I own a mint in box Frans Tromer. I’m that cool.