See? I wasn't kidding about the chewing! Thems my tiny teeth marks from when I was knee high to a grasshopper. His head was also chewed a bit (no nose there) and I'm pretty sure I checked to see if his head was hollow by sticking some pins in it when I got a little older. Poor bastard.
So yeah, why is this junk still around? Well, no one ever throws anything away in my family. Plus, we're all pretty nice folks, so they weren't gona just toss my junk out without telling me. So it's pretty much my fault! I'm all like "Nooo, I still need this stuff!" And look, it provided some cheap laughs! Huzzah!
By the way, here's my vintage display: