Today I ripped the arm off a Buzz Lightyear toy. I also broke my garage door down. Being Big Morty is not always easy, and existence is made harder by the fact that I rarely think before I act. Oh, not in important things like world domination or ordering a combo meal, but in trivial things, like my kids toys, or do-it-yourself home repair. Someday I hope to take an electronic gizmo apart, then put it back together and have it actually work. There may even come a day when I take something apart because it's broken, then after I put it back together it actually works. That would be cool.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
On Being Big Morty
Posted by Big Morty at Sunday, February 05, 2006
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4 comments:
Wouldn't that tear a hole in the space time continuum?
So, if I am Big Morty's big brother, can I have a really cool internet name too...like...hmmm...like...how about "Big Morty's Big Brother"?!
What did you do to your garage? Probably something you could see on the Red Green Show I'd guess.
How could you mutilate you son's Buzz Lightyear toy? If he watches Toy Story, he surely believes that his toys are alive when he is not around. He may now see his father as the evil Sid.
Yes, I suppose I am closer to Sid than to the old toy repair man in the sequal. But I was not trying to break the toy, I was merely attempting to acertain the level of damage it had previously received.
The garage door incident was a result of the one year warranty expiring the day prior. You can't beat communist engineering.
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