“This isn’t a Wii, is it.”
I came across this endearingly sad packaging at the Goodwill yesterday. Didn’t even bother to check the price sticker on what could only have been a discarded month-late birthday present.
I was just so excited to capture the kid on the package’s face, which couldn’t possibly have better conveyed a confused, dispirited “Um, Interactive TV Game won’t make the other kids stop purple nurpling me, will it.”
