After seeing the plush Tuberculosis doll on The Self-Deprechaun's blog post the other day I thought it was simply some joke toy that was posted on the Internets for a laugh. THEN in Parents Magazine the very same day I saw TB's little friends: the cold virus, cough, and earache in plush form, being sold by a company called Giant Microbes. Yes, that silly magazine was touting them as an educational toy "for your little scientist." Oookay. Never mind the fact that they don't elaborate on how these are educational at all. They are plush dolls named after horrible afflictions.
"Oh, thanks Mom! I just LOVE my Bloody Corruption! You're the greatest!"
Be the first kid on your block to have a cute and fuzzy Smoker's Lung!
Check this madness out: they have an Anthrax plush, as well as Athlete's Foot. BLACK DEATH and Ebola, even. What the hell? Here's the list for you to look through and be amazed at the sheer insanity.
With more Americans getting treatment for depression than ever before this company may want to expand to cover psychiatric ailments as well. That's where I come in, friends! I whipped up these little poppets to fill the niche. My creations will also work for "your future psychiatrist" as well as "your little malcontent."
I present to you Pyromania and Dissociative Identity Disorder (formerly a pink velour '70s sweater I found in the basement):
This one also has pink eye! I've covered all bases!