Have you ever had a tooth that ached badly but for some reason you couldn't help but poke it once in a while with your tongue? Just so you could feel that rush of pain and the relief afterwards?

Toy Boy gets off on that.

He's the poker of stuff that's better left alone. What's a little pain when there's thrill involved? Where's the fun in playing it safe?

If Toy Boy was stuck on a deserted island and could only have one thing with him, it would be a mirror, so he could laugh at himself.

It's nice to know that a loon of this caliber is carrying a small arsenal of deadly weapons disguised as toys. Is that a water balloon? Nope, acid bomb. Rubber chicken? Uh-uh, lead sap. Get the picture?