It’s always a treat to take out-of-town visitors to a minor league baseball game and explain the Toastman. He’s Rod Blackstone, a superfan and, oh yeah… the mayor’s spokesman. When opposing players strike out, Rod yells “You. Are. Toast.” And he hurls a piece of toast into the crowd.
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Oh, yes, and merry Christmas too.
You know what says happy holidays? A sweet little mutant with radar ears. Fortunately, there are plenty of gifts that have “Bat Boy” written all over them.
First, the Bat Boy bobblehead. Who wouldn’t want this staring at you from your dresser or desk? Comforting. Add to cart!
Next, Bat Boy messenger bags. “Emblazoned with Bat Boy’s trademark grin, now you can carry all of your belonging in style.” I would use mine to carry wine from Kroger or fresh produce from Capitol Market.
Dressing for a holiday party or to be described over our police scanner? The Bat Boy hoodie should be in your wardrobe.
Then there’s Bat Boy’s book, “Going Mutant: The Bat Boy Exposed.” It’s not exactly a memoir. It’s more of an expose, filled with clippings from The Weekly World News. “See how Bat Boy went from unknown to becoming America’s favorite freedom fighter.”
Here’s my favorite, the Bat Boy plushie backpack. Getting bullied at school? Just turn around. Scree! Your tormentors will scream — and run.
And finally, here’s a gift certain to land you on Santa’s naughty list. A framed picture of Bat Boy biting the previously jolly old elf.
Scree to all, and to all, scree!