WOOPS
OK I said that the G.I. Joe on my fridge was Lifeline, but he is in fact Dial Tone.
Lifeline was the pacifist medic.
I apologize for any inconvenience this might have caused you.
OK I said that the G.I. Joe on my fridge was Lifeline, but he is in fact Dial Tone.
Lifeline was the pacifist medic.
I apologize for any inconvenience this might have caused you.
It makes sense that Dial Tone is still pristine in his original packaging after 20 years. I mean, all the manly erasers went out and saw real action, getting erased down to the nub, and all Dial Tone could do was hold the phone. The dude only survived long enough to find himself irrelevant, since all the other manly GI Joes now have microscopic cell phones implanted in their teeth. Dial Tone needs to find himself a third grader with poor spelling or math skills so he can get erased into nothingness and end his useless existence.
Hey, no worries about mixing up the names. It was only a minor inconvenience. You can make it up to me later.
TC: Dial Tone now lives on my fridge, still unused, still unloved, still lonely. Sniff. Sniff.
check ebay for a Baroness or Scarlett eraser…that’ll liven up his days…