'Oh, and I've poisoned the sugar'

I had to make an important announcement to my family today when I realized how at risk I was:

No funko pops for me as gifts, ever.

I understand they're beloved by many but those beady little eyes give me the wiggins and I just realized they were exactly the sort of 'nerd niche object!' that led to my brother giving me batman bobbleheads for years that I quietly rehomed via the thrift shop.