Bas-Ket. Who wouldn’t want it?
Everybody who writes for cash, or pretends to, has a Christmas gift catalog. A detailed listing of favorite Stuffs. To honor the dubious pursuit of owning Things That Will Live in The Basement Forever, herewith a sampling of my favorite gifts when I was a little kid. I dedicate this heap o’ cherished junk to the memory of Bas-Ket. If youse recall Bas-Ket, I suggest it’s time for a colonoscopy, a stress test, a lecture on the evils of salt and a copy of the Monkees Greatest Hits.
In no particular order of fabulous-ness:
Rock-Em Sock-Em Robots. Little plastic gladiators circle a miniature boxing ring and try to decapitate one another. Simple, satifying and mindless in the way of all great toys. Think of the possibilities today, though.
You could have robots with interchangeable heads. What self-respecting Republican wouldn’t want a Biden/Pelosi head to bust in the jaw? Bengals Fans: Here’s your Ben Roethlisberger head! Buy a Mike Brown head, get a Bob Bedinghaus free!
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