Earlier this year, the RTF launched Operation F.E.L.T. (Field Extraction of Lost Toys). After months of our contracted surplus locators chasing dead ends, bribing storage yard managers, and surviving at least one near-death experience involving a forklift, Project FELT finally hit paydirt. Deep in southern Missouri, wedged between boxes of expired Crystal Pepsi and dusty combat boots, we unearthed several pallets of unsold Boy the Cow plush toys. In a cross-promotional effort with RotPlay, the Boy's Friendship Foundation commissioned the manufacturing of these adorable little bipedal cows as gifts of healing for the sick and needy children of Rotborough. Unfortunately—or in our case, fortunately—a mix of clerical errors and questionable moral priorities ensured the toys never touched a single child's hands. Instead, they spent the last two decades rotting away in a damp warehouse, waiting patiently to be loved - by you.
You can purchase your very own My Special Boy on the new, revamped Rotborough store. Or, if that sounds like too many steps, just click the super handy link below!
During our research efforts we discovered more than just these toys, so much in fact, we still have some work to do in between now and when they drop before we can get them ready for you… So we implore you to keep your eyes and ears open. Because what we have coming up for you next, is gonna blow the shirt off your back. This is good because well… We have something to help you recover from this sudden misfortune… STAY TUNED!
Earlier this year, the RTF launched Operation F.E.L.T. (Field Extraction of Lost Toys). After months of our contracted surplus locators chasing dead ends, bribing storage yard managers, and surviving at least one near-death experience involving a forklift, Project FELT finally hit paydirt. Deep in southern Missouri, wedged between boxes of expired Crystal Pepsi and dusty combat boots, we unearthed several pallets of unsold Boy the Cow plush toys. In a cross-promotional effort with RotPlay, the Boy's Friendship Foundation commissioned the manufacturing of these adorable little bipedal cows as gifts of healing for the sick and needy children of Rotborough. Unfortunately—or in our case, fortunately—a mix of clerical errors and questionable moral priorities ensured the toys never touched a single child's hands. Instead, they spent the last two decades rotting away in a damp warehouse, waiting patiently to be loved - by you.
You can purchase your very own My Special Boy on the new, revamped Rotborough store. Or, if that sounds like too many steps, just click the super handy link below!
During our research efforts we discovered more than just these toys, so much in fact, we still have some work to do in between now and when they drop before we can get them ready for you… So we implore you to keep your eyes and ears open. Because what we have coming up for you next, is gonna blow the shirt off your back. This is good because well… We have something to help you recover from this sudden misfortune… STAY TUNED!
