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post your autistic toy stories. i know you have them.
ill go first:
>be 11
>kid across the street is a fucking dirtbag i hate him, always imagined my awesome toys raiding his room and killing all his faggy toys
>neighborhood party at his house
>i bring a lego ninja guy holding a lego walkie talkie, and hide it behind a plastic shoe rack in his closet to spy on his toys so mine can destroy his
>8 years later in college, home for winter break, house party at his house
>drunk
>i go up to his room and into his closet
>my ninja guy is still fucking there
>i put him in my pocket
>see some of his 12 inch GI joes on a bookshelf, not touched in years
>i look out his window and see my house, my bedroom window, where still at 19 i position a barely noticeable toy sniper, in this case it was a mcfarlane halo spartan in the window
>give my halo spartan a nod from across the street
>tip his bookshelf down and leave
