Itttt’s showtime! Beetlejuice! Betelguese! Beetleguese! Ah hell. Why do I always do exactly what I’m not supposed to do? Now Micheal Keaton just showed up in my house. He’s making a sandwich right now and feeding the cat. I think we’re roommates now. He cried like a little girl when I told him Birdman sucked. Gonna get him some black/white striped pajamas and some face paint so he can re-enact stuff from Beetlejuice.
This Beetlejuice doll stands 19 inches tall and is pretty awesome. It makes far less noise than SOME people when he chews his sandwich. I’m looking at you Mike. You are Birdman. Peck at it. Don’t chew with your beak full.