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Work was basically a long night of good news, bad news, so after I went to the Walmart by the house to see if they had the Halloween MH minis.
I walked up and down every Halloween aisle three times (at least). I checked the checkout that's got the cards and blind bags. I checked the toys.
I had no luck. None. NONE.
Fuckity fuck fuck.
Look, universe, I'd like the rest of the Halloween minis, but Lagoona owns my soul. Almost enough to get me to pay the incredibly jacked up price for just her on ebay. Almost. But then I see that people have like 20 of those blasted orange lockers and I want to smack them because are you kidding me? Really? You're gonna be that asshole?
Sigh.
I despair of ever finding them. Or anything that isn't W1, honestly.
Sigh.
I walked up and down every Halloween aisle three times (at least). I checked the checkout that's got the cards and blind bags. I checked the toys.
I had no luck. None. NONE.
Fuckity fuck fuck.
Look, universe, I'd like the rest of the Halloween minis, but Lagoona owns my soul. Almost enough to get me to pay the incredibly jacked up price for just her on ebay. Almost. But then I see that people have like 20 of those blasted orange lockers and I want to smack them because are you kidding me? Really? You're gonna be that asshole?
Sigh.
I despair of ever finding them. Or anything that isn't W1, honestly.
Sigh.