I’ve had this box of Smurf-related toys and collectibles collecting dust and being the straw that breaks the camel in half and prevents me from being able to shut one of our closet doors laying around for months, and I’m sick of seeing blue, so here’s a big review of ten weird Smurfy things, all random, including everything from Smurfberry Crunch cereal to Smurfs stickers that smell like peanut butter. Look, it had to be done sometime.
It’s getting really nice out. Almost feels like Christmas. I’m taking a week’s worth of mini-update images, so expect a semi-lively blog schedule starting tomorrow. I bet you won’t bet on it. But I’ll make you eat crow, oh yes. Oh, I promised a photo of a guy in a shark suit around St. Patrick’s Day…here tis. Told you what I saw, I did.

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I’ve got a Smurf playground slide sitting in my basement somewhere. For a tiny little slide, it sure provided hours of entertainment, especially when turned upside down and used in thoroughly un-slide-ish ways. It made a great blue plastic armchair, for instance, and it had a tendency to shock anyone or anything that touched it with static electricity. Ah, the memories…