I do adore this one store. You know the one that starts with “T”, ends with “ET” and has a “ARG” in the middle? Yeah, that one.
BUT. It hath failed me.
Tim recently picked out some jammies for the boys there and faster than I could say “Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious” there was a hole in one of the legs of the Batman set that The B Man wore, maybe twice.
Then yesterday I noticed this:
Now I know it’s hard to look away from the chunky monkey legs but do your best and check out the bottom left leg of Little G (his left, not yours). See the tattered mess there?
Here’s a better look.
I can only hope that if any of these are still left at the Tar-jay that they reside on the deep clearance rack by now. We were swindled. DON’T let it happen to you. These jammies are an abomination to little boys everywhere who want to pretend to be Batman or Spiderman EVERY SINGLE NIGHT OF THEIR LITTLE LIVES.