Where "ruining" apparently means cracking everyone up in hopeless hysterical laughter. A kid playing with Play-Doh is unlikely to make the connection. So, the parents are upset, not the kids.
It looks like Hasbro is doing damage control on Facebook by deleting photos that parents are uploading to Hasbro's page.
This story is all over the place, mostly Buzzfeed.
Here is the story on theDishh.
Several photos, this is my favorite:
Come on, Hasbro, where is your quality control? Didn't you see this one a hundred miles away? Parents are sensitive about this sort of thing. Duly chastised Hasbro says they intend to update the set with a less suggestive applicator.
Well, there goes that bit of early education. It could be an education tool, but no, parents are not having it. When it comes time for answering discomforting questions, "Honey, remember your Play-Doh set? It's like that."
"Oh."
The icing applicator is like a syringe. I honestly do not think little pre-Kindergartner's hands are strong enough to push Play-Doh through that thing. But what do I know?
I know about playing with Play-Doh, that's what. The stuff looks delicious but tastes terrible. And I mean terrible. Way too much salt. It tastes bad enough to put you off Play-Doh permanently. Plus if you leave it out overnight it drys hard as a rock and there goes all your fun of reshaping it. And if you mix colors it all goes ugly and cannot be sorted. Eventually you conclude Play-Doh is for losers. Modeling clay is a lot more interesting and versitile. "Mum, now I need clay". Lots and lots of clay. To make a castle. ← Things I learned before Kindergarden.
Speaking of castle, after all this time I learned a new word. The word for "castle" rarely comes up, but still. Up until two days ago I would need to spell the word and now I don't need to. It did come up in reading and missing the word, I looked it up and it turns out the word for "castle" looks a bit like a cheerleader movement, but the movement is perfect. This actually is related to Play-Doh.
Here is Jolanta Lapiak from her site Handspeak.
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English translation:
Mom and Dad fighting with the kids to see who gets to play with it.
The hand signing for "castle" appears logical. It emulates the "Rooks", play pieces used in chess. Are most "signs" used so logical?
And the Play Dough squirts out the end of the thing, does it?
Uh huh. Somewhere there is a toy designer laughing his or her butt off about having gotten away with it.
Play Dough is good for only one thing, based on observing young kids in my family using it: Squishing it together and making a mess. No child makes stuff out of Play Dough.
That's so very wrong.
Sometime in the not too distant future, one of these things will get stuck up some prevert's ass and have to be extracted in an ER.
Wait for it.
At least save the mold for the sex toy manufacturer.
Probably made by the same factory in Hunan that supplies Doc Johnson's.
Wait a minute. Soft doughy old crap and a plastic prick?
I thought we agreed to not talk about TOP?
Happy New Year!
Trooper...heh heh :-))
Chickelit...once extracted may that ER mail it to the Playdough folks, unsanitized.
Samuel Johnson: When a man is tired of London he's tired of life.
James Boswell: Too true, m'lord. And as London is to the man, modeling clay is to the child.
Born in 1944 I grew up as a child in the pre Play Dough era when all we had were those grayish-brown modeling-clay sticks the size and shape of butter sticks. FAR more malleable;
and clearly superior..
Aridog, yes, I think so. They make sense within their own system that makes related words make sense automatically. So, "country" and "foreign" will be related, and "world" and "global" will be related, male and female signs will be related and so forth. But I particularly like "castle" even though it's a 3-point sign. (I'm lazy and prefer 1-point signs)
virgil xenophon ... yep, those old butter stick shaped pieces of clay were a never ending source of entertainment. And if left out of the wrapped they were still malleable and re-usable. Clearly superior indeed. That and dirt or sand and radio. How'd we ever make it?
Chip Ahoy...thanks. I figured they must be logical, but wasn't sure.
virgil xenophon & Aridog: Thanks for refreshing my 1944 memory cells about the clay we played with. I think that's when I discovered I'm not much of a sculptor.
Honestly? When you're looking at something it stops even registering. Words that are spelled correctly look glaringly wrong... Shirts that are being printed mirror image look perfectly fine...
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