I really didn’t think that there could be any creepier Christmas item than Elf on the Shelf. I mean, just LOOK at this thing:
Well, recently I was at my local neighborhood convenience store, turned a corner, and ran into THIS:
Can you imagine opening this on Christmas morning and being greeted by this face?
I’m going to have nightmares tonight.
I’ve decided that the best use of this doll might be as a tool to whip kids into shape.
“Jimmy, if you don’t start behaving RIGHT NOW, Santa is going to bring you THIS! Now you go sit in the corner and think about that.”
It might qualify as child abuse, but I’m filing it away for when I have kids.