My name is Ray and I am a 46 year old man-child. I enjoy collecting toys. Perhaps more than my own children. It’s been an issue for most of my adult life. There is no treatment for this affliction other than perhaps a decent “grow up” tongue-lashing from time to time, although I seem to be immune to that at this point. I get uncontrollably weak when I pass by a wall of Pop figures in a store. I sneak toys into our shopping cart of adult-oriented and practical items when we go shopping. Will it end? Will I be cured? Probably not… it’s too late for me. Learn from me… save a loved one before it’s too late for them. My name is Ray and I’m a 46year old man-child.
