E.T. behaving badlyE.T. The Extra Terrestrial. My how this little guy charmed audiences back in the day. Eating Reese’s Pieces. Hiding among stuffed animals. Riding a bike in front of the moon. Back then we felt like he was our special buddy. He could make our dreams come true and cuddle with us at night. Wait. What the hell is he doing? Waxing his candle? No! Bad E.T.

This is a vintage E.T. bank. So I don’t know why he is, um, doing what he’s doing. No wonder he has that huge grin on his freak face. I’m very disappointed in him. That’s one way to get money though. I guess you gotta do what you gotta do when fame leaves.