Are you sitting comfortably? Then I will begin.
Earlier this week Sister 1 posted on Facebook that she had been let down by Spider-Man. He was due to make an appearance at Little Pea’s birthday party on Sunday, but she now had a Spider-Man outfit, but nobody to fill it.
I did what any Auntie Pog would do: I checked to see if any wall climbing was involved, disengaged brain before I could think things through further and offered up my Spider-Pog services.
When I got home from work last night, the outfit was waiting for me.
The following picture of dawn yesterday morning is provided to give yourself time to prepare. Please remain calm and remove any choking hazards from your mouth…
….and meet Spider-Pog!
Now the slight flaw with this outfit (other than the fact it’s so clingy it highlights that 1) Spider-Man clearly went commando and 2) that this Spider-Pog has a set of DD’s rather than man mucscles) is that it is 95% polyester. Couple that with the fact that you are completely encased by it and it has a similar effect on me as scuba diving does (that is, I can’t breathe).
Tonight’s activity will be cutting nostril holes into the face to rectify the situation (Dad thought we could burn some holes in, but I think it might go up in one big flame).
I also can’t see a thing through it, but this seems to stop all inhibitions. I might have got a bit carried away last night and stood outside Mum and Dad’s house waving in a Spider-Pog way at passing cars. I might try it out again tonight, with those breathing holes in place. I might quite like the idea that I could be a superhero on the side…
Or maybe I’ll just stick to hoping Little Pea believes this is some sort of incarnation of the real Spider-Man. And very definitely not his Auntie Pog :o)