Look, it’s Jada. They do things to my brain.Do I like Chester Cheetah? Not particularly. Do I like Cheetos? Not particularly. Do I have deep emotional resonance with Tony the Tiger? Nope. Do I give a shit about Frosted Flakes? Nope.
Jada makes kickass toys, though. These are the platonic ideal of what Tony the Tiger and Chester Cheetah action figures should be, and so they were on the “I don’t need them but I kinda want them” list and now they’re off that list.
There’s just something about the stuff they come with and the way they’re engineered that leaves no stone unturned. I mean, sure, Chester’s two head sculpts are largely indistinguishable, but he comes with a bag of Cheetos and a giant Cheeto and what else could there have been?
Tony’s insane. Tons of articulation for a weirdly-shaped body, bowl of cereal, spoon hand, cereal-holding hand that doubles (I think) as a basketball-holding hand, basketball, basketball spinning finger hand, pointing hand, swirly spinning effect for the basketball. It’s beautiful and overwhelms my Tony the Tiger apathy completely.
It also means I am rife with mascots, and Cringer fits in especially well with two new feline mascots, so he is now the DARK LORD OF ALL THE MASCOTS.
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