I'm a magical piece of talking clay

You know, most folks tend to have some sort of secret place they hung when they were children. I revisited mine today. It's down in the local community park, upstream of a creek where the water actually spreads out and makes a little pool. I never really noticed before that it was right next to a sewer duct and actually dead ends on a sewage pump area. It is a wonder that we were never killed by an ancient evil masquarading as a freakish spider-clown. Huh.

Okay, so this idea for a franchise popped up. It started with the following conversation.

( Probably only funny to people who have a rudimentary appreciation of comic books )

And you couple that in with this. And suddenly, a brilliant marketing opportunity opens up, even bigger than sidekick-gotchis.

( Soon to be a collectible, sold on eBay )

Man, I'm tired, and possibly going to hell. This was a lot funnier in my head. Regardless, I'll stick it next to the juicebox wine idea, and keep it for a rainy day.