H. Foley

Especially if I laid it out nice for everybody.

Come at me with some magnet.

What kind of spill you got going on over there?

Jesus Christ.

Cup soda.

I don't care what it is.

And then when I got too old for that, she started getting me those Hallmark ornaments.

But you would get me like a Star Wars one where it's a spaceship.

And if you unscrew that thing that hooks onto the fishing line, you got a toy.

And some of them light up.

She gave me a Star Trek Enterprise that lights up all over.

It's like the real thing.

If I can, you know, warp speed that a little bit.

I got to do something while I'm waiting for the Captain Chuckies to get brought out.

It was just like... That's when you kind of don't really give a fuck, and you're like, give me some cash.

Well, let me tell you this.

What also supplements the not getting toys anymore is when my niece and nephew were little, I could get toys for them, especially the kid.

Sure.

Because, you know, he was in Legos and Star Wars and all that shit.

So I'd get all that shit for them, and then we'd play with it together.