Now they’re made of dense plastic. My kid calls them the Ow-Ow toy, because I’d hit my arm while showing him how to make it clack at the bottom and top. Ow, ow, ow.
Now they’re made of dense plastic. My kid calls them the Ow-Ow toy, because I’d hit my arm while showing him how to make it clack at the bottom and top. Ow, ow, ow.
No the point is to idiot proof the world so no one gains any semblance of critical thinking