Sometimes It Is Good To Vent Your Anger


I skimmed this insane article and it seems that Play Doh really is non-toxic and edible (although there is a petroleum based lubricant in it . . . it could also serve as a laxative) and so I am wondering why  Hasbro makes the Play Doh container more difficult to open than a bottle of Percocet; I have strong guitar playing fingers and the colorful plastic tops still cut a deep ravine into my calloused fingers . . . so how are my children ever supposed to be ever to take initiative and become sculptors if they can't open the containers? . . . and while I am on this theme: why did Didier Boursin write a book for children titled Origami Paper Airplanes which-- if you would like to comprehend the instructions and actually complete one of the airplanes-- requires that you have a PhD in geometry and an extensive technical vocabulary (including the understanding of such terms as "mountain fold" and "water-bomb base" and "pleat fold") when he knew it was going to be placed in a elementary school library? . . . I think it might be easier to let my kids play with matches.

3 comments:

eric said...

At the playground near my house, one of the "toys" was a large section of concrete drainage pipe about three four feet in diameter. That's where we played with matches, which is pretty smart because you can't start a fire in concrete.

Igor said...

"I think it might be easier to let my kids play with matches."

Alrighty. Now we have the answer. When people come up and ask, "Why on earth did Dave let his kids play with matches?" -- and they will -- I have the easy reply that it was because of Play Doh and Didier Boursin.

Stay tuned for the Sentence that concludes logically with "I think maybe I'll just let Alex drive home next time."

Dave said...

it's a literary device-- it's called a non sequitur.

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