Pat bought me this Kinder Surprise-style Mario egg the other day, uncovered in the corner of a shop in Chinatown. I'd like to imagine that this discovery fitted the mould of Indiana Jones or Lara Croft chancing upon a priceless artefact.
I eagerly peeled back the foil and devoured the disgusting soapy chocolate (which was probably ill-advised, as I'm almost certain it was several years out of date). Trembling with excitement, I popped open the capsule, expecting to be greeted by a beautiful Mario or Yoshi figure that had stepped straight out of a Gamecube.
Instead, I found this: