The feeling when you find a Wolverine and Magneto keychain for a cheap price. Now, you're pushing your Logan "I'm in-love with Peter Maximoff, and his dad hates my fucking guts" Howlett and Erik "If you touch an increment of my beloved son's hair, I will personally put you in a blender and shape you into a stress ball to use as a trophy" Lensherr agenda into these little guys. πβοΈ















