Good gravy, this thing is unpleasant, and not in an easily definable way.
It’s the sort of thing that makes me feel like I should apologize to the world, on behalf of the world, for its existence.
But at the same time, sadistically inflict the knowledge of its existence upon others.
No. No, no, no, no, no. No.
What–what is this?
This is wrong.
What were they trying to–what is–how–and why…!?
No. Just no.
It’s horrible. Get it away.
How could you, ShopKo?
The horror is mighty.