i don’t play the blame game, but if i did, i’d blame you, marbleworks.

that’s right. you’re perhaps the only good toy that discovery toys ever made (and i should know, since my mom used to shill their boring “educational” toys like a tupperware party whore). what are marble works? well, think domino rally. now, take out the dominos but add marbles - keep all the ramps and shit, though - and you’ve pretty much got it. and what you’ve got is awesome.

marbleworks: i blame you for my inappropriate outbursts in elementary school. why wouldn’t i want to get sent to the school psychologist’s office, knowing full well that a full set of you were waiting for me in her office? sure, i’ll look at the rorschach tests…okay: bunny, butterfly, machine gun, skull…can i please just play with the marbleworks miss parker?

what do you mean i have to go to a special doctor now? does he have marbleworks too?