There's something evil, yet tempting about tiny pagan demons in bags. I imagine that once you tear the bag open, it is flooded with oxygen giving the fiendish goblin life. He then has 3 days in which to capture your soul. If he fails, he must return to his bag of everlasting suffocation and torment.
Every freedom-loving American child wants a bag of dried and shrunken Nazi murderers. Open the bag and let your soldiers commit atrocities upon your Jack-In-The-Box and Slinkies.
Throw this bag of Olympians over the high-jumping pole at your school track field. I love the one-color theory of bagged toys. Some of these gifted athletes wear flesh colored shorts to match their own hides. Others paint their flesh orange and blue to signify what teams they are on.
Vacuum packed Circus demons are waiting to possess your pets. Do you dare open the bag?