Mandos: "Horror! www.poshtots.com"

Chris: "This ... evil must be cleansed."

Mandos: "It may require something ... drastic."

Chris: "One round of THERMONUCLEAR ANNHILATION, on the house!"

Mandos: "In particular,
http://www.poshtots.com/pt/catalog/product_detail.asp?category_id=1105&heirarchy_id=58&product_id=391"

Mandos: "They spelled hierarchy wrong. Geez."

Chris: "No, it's subtly intended to convey that you can only do right by your heir by purchasing their products."

Chris: "Is there no end to their perfidy?"

Mandos: "None!"

Chris: "Methinks that even THERMONUCLEAR ANNHILATION may (gasp) be insufficient to cleanse this creeping evil which is more reminiscent of a Liberal seeking a new brothel whence to creep than of mere occult Lovecraftian horrors from beneath the deeps."

Mandos: "Fie! Let us not be so uncharitable. Perhaps it has redeeming qualities. Perhaps it can be ... subverted."

Chris: "And a $89 surcharge for assembly? Are these nefarious evildoer imperialist pigs of the capitalistic front insufficiently oppressing their sharecropper-manservants that they find it necessary to prevent their peons from engaging in honest manual labour?"

Mandos: "We must raise the prices! Heighten the contradictions! Then the heir-spawn may revolt (they are revolting, no?) and overthrow their oppresive parents."

Mandos: "Then we can raise them in a properly communal environment and train them as our armies!"

Mandos: "Armies! Of the Revolution!"

Chris: "They may not only revolt (us) but engage in revolt, indeed. Only when the dialectic reaches its zenith can the masses be properly enlightened and then, with the Armies! of the Revolution! will the cronies of capitalism be the second up against the wall!"

Mandos: "We shall punish them with fitting and exemplary punishments for the masses to understand the depths of their erstwhile oppressors' depravity and the extent of their Glorious Liberation!"

Chris "They shall have fries with their punishments, and they shall enjoy them! Let me be clear: this evil cannot and must not stand. To the battlefields, whence these fiends shall be destroyed and soak our fields with their execrable blood."

Chris: "O! Ye Citizens! Look upon PoshTots and weep, for it is your children, all of America's children, who suffer so long as we suffer it to exist. As Future President(TM) Obama noted, if there's a child on the South Side of Chicago who can't have a mini-Ferrari, that matters to him, even if it's not his child. If there's a grandmother who can't provide her grandchild with a Hawaiian Tropics outfit, that matters to him, even if it's not his grandmother."

Mandos: "Down with their theme rooms! Down with their mini-Ferraris! We shall use their own exploitative depravity against them!"

Mandos: "There are two Americas, my friends!"

Mandos: "One America of the mini-Ferrari...and the other ground under their wheels!"

Chris: "Choose Your America!"

Chris: "There is clearly only one man who can stand in the way of the lurking evil that is PoshTots embodying the corrosive division which Republicans seek to further their nefarious aims. That man, my friends, is none other than ..."

Mandos: "BOB SAGET!"

Mandos: "He who has shown us the window into the sad, sad state of the common man!"

Mandos: "He brings the storm! The storm of Freedom!"

Chris: "It is a perfect storm indeed, and only He, my friends, only He can save us from the despair which even THERMONUCLEAR ANNHILATION — heart-warming though it is! — itself cannot destroy. BOB SAGET single-handedly liberated Berlin from the evil forces of the Love Parade. BOB SAGET showed us His courage by hosting America's Funniest Home Videos, my friends, in that inimitable way in which only He could have."

Mandos: "With his rapier wit, He has shown us the way!"

Chris: "Send BOB SAGET! Thank you, and God ... Bless ... William Shatner!"

Mandos swoons at the NAME.

Chris: "Hallelujah! Praise The Norm!"