Growing up as a kid, I would beg my mother for the latest lego set or a power wheels rider for Christmas, but it never came. We were just too poor. But now that I'm wiser and older, I have discovered it was Geoffrey Rothschild the giraffe, emperor of Toys "r" Us keeping me away from my precious toys with his jewraffe sorcery.
I believe the combined vril of me and my fellow brother's hate for a certain long neck tribe of toy hoarders is the power that made that toy store go bankrupt.
It all makes sense because I can easily afford any toy for my children now.
The dark power has been eliminated.