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There is this short story from Darrell Schweitzer that goes like this:
>guy works at /toy/ store
>one day, there is this shopping riot stampede where everyone tries to get the new popular ugly dolls with big ugly pumpkin heads.
>annoyed the guy goes home
>his wife bought his daughter one of the dolls
>guy gets angry, goes to sleep, has nightmare about the dolls
>next day the dolls are out of stock
>his boss tells the guy that a new delivery of the dolls will arrive this evening and that he is supposed to take care of them and place them on the shelves
>truck arrives
>there is no specific description about what he has done with the dolls, only that he was very satisfied with his masterpiece and that he will probably end up in jail
>comes home, very happy, goes to sleep without nightmares
>next day, the phone rings
>it's the boss, angry and screaming like 'the voices of damned souls in hell'
>his wife asks what is going on
>he tells her what he has done with the dolls
>wife is horrified, calls him crazy
>the guy admits it and starts laughing like a cartoon maniac
>guy dances like a madman, goes outside the house
>his daughters doll is standing on the street
>he runs after it
>is killed by a truck on the road
And from that day on, there was not a single person in the world, who would hate Funko POPs.
>guy works at /toy/ store
>one day, there is this shopping riot stampede where everyone tries to get the new popular ugly dolls with big ugly pumpkin heads.
>annoyed the guy goes home
>his wife bought his daughter one of the dolls
>guy gets angry, goes to sleep, has nightmare about the dolls
>next day the dolls are out of stock
>his boss tells the guy that a new delivery of the dolls will arrive this evening and that he is supposed to take care of them and place them on the shelves
>truck arrives
>there is no specific description about what he has done with the dolls, only that he was very satisfied with his masterpiece and that he will probably end up in jail
>comes home, very happy, goes to sleep without nightmares
>next day, the phone rings
>it's the boss, angry and screaming like 'the voices of damned souls in hell'
>his wife asks what is going on
>he tells her what he has done with the dolls
>wife is horrified, calls him crazy
>the guy admits it and starts laughing like a cartoon maniac
>guy dances like a madman, goes outside the house
>his daughters doll is standing on the street
>he runs after it
>is killed by a truck on the road
And from that day on, there was not a single person in the world, who would hate Funko POPs.
