• southsamurai@sh.itjust.works
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    4 days ago

    Godzilla.

    Now, I’ve had plenty of amazing gifts over the years.

    But, back when I was 5, I had recently seen Godzilla on tv, and fell in love.

    Well, Mattel had recently put out a Godzilla toy. He had wheels on his feet, a hand that you could launch by pressing a button (why? Because.), and a lever on the back that would make a plastic ribbon with flames painted on it come out of his mouth.

    If you don’t Indians understand exactly how fucking boss that shit is, I feel sorry for you.

    Over years of play, he did get his toenails broken, and his tail has a crack in it. But everything still works. By the time I stopped playing with him, he was the last toy I put in storage.

    Years later, I had the freedom to decorate however the fuck I wanted. Now, he sits on top of the little hutch that is part of my computer desk in our bedroom, watching over us 24/7

    Nothing else, not even the fire truck I got at Christmas that year, has as much nostalgia and joy in it for me. That was around 45 years ago, and I still smile every fucking time I look at him.