Growing up I was just a kid. Eventually I stopped being a kid. Now apparently, I am an adult. I could have sworn I was just in the backyard, with the garden hose flooding the grass so my Joes would have to trudge through the swamp, and make their way to the enemy base, undetected. Now I am just an idiot adult with adult money. Do I still buy GI Joes? I dunno, who is asking?
He is waiting for his next move. Kidding, he is just a toy. Toys don’t think, idiot.
War in the streets. Kidding, they’re just toys. Toys can’t kill each other.
Soldier lost his life. God, you’re a gullible idiot.
Execution from on high. Kidding, it is just plastic.
This soldier was murdered in cold blood. Kidding, that is ink, and that is a toy. God, you’re dumb.
The start of a rebellion. Kidding, it is just a lot of toys. They aren’t rebelling, they aren’t killing. They’re toys. Don’t be so naive.