It's fair to say my ladylove and I are a bit eccentric in what we don't throw out... old coins, possum fur, small rubber monkeys, starfish. That's a glance around the room. Then there's the boxes o' letters/writings/artwork from our teens. Not even bothering to mention craft/art materials, comics, games, figures... (I sold my arcade machine today, brother, was that a weight off!)... many little things though, shells, stones, feathers, dice, badges, magnets... anything can have the right charm to someone if you catch it's glamour. But I digress - hard!
What worries me is that a mask I made when I was 5 fits me better now, and why did I have this musky ol' piece o' crap 'filed' away? |
Now that I've made it sound like we exist as hoarder trolls in a cupboard stuffed with urine soaked newspapers and spaghetti tins, I'll get to the point. We are organized to some degree of normality, we're lucky to live as spacious as we do (living in a big ol' New Zealand home), and we've had our garage sale, turned our backyard into a bazaar and actually got rid off some stuff. Ha.
But thars evermore stuff. So my remarkably selfless contribution now is to open an action-figure... thus saving space, hence feeling justified in the act.
See? By opening one carded figure I can save approximately 10 inches of storage space. Genius... |
Firstly, we're granted some great backing art. That'll come in useful. |
Okay? Who switched figures when I left the room? |
Figure fits inside huh? We'll see. |
Forgive my shoddy camera shots, low on batts. |
The Hulk toy is a primal chunk o' 'Smash-goodness' though. He's beefy, like I should be able to screw the head off and shampoo myself with the contents. Nice sculpt too.
The beast with two backs. |
So, now the payoff right? Figure fits inside... that's all we've been promised. So I'll put Banner's arm down... ungh... I'll just straighten the arm and... uff... (strain) crrk. CRRK?? What d'ya mean crrk? Did I not just open this? Sure a little initial stiffness is normal, but this, this arm ain't budging unless I rip it right off. Trust me, I know action-figures and have nimble fingers for it. This will not work in the hands of a kid.
At this point I'm glad it was me that opened this, any kid woulda:-
a) busted it,
b) had it poking out forever in traffic cop position, with no hopes of gettin' Banner inside his altered state.
Wha'? Me, worry? |
Oh look I did it. Was I just temporarily figure inept? Did it come right with pixie-dust? Newp. Warm water. Softened up the ol' plastic there, but it was still a tender ease into poseability. I assure you that arm would not have survived otherwise. But my Bruce is all wet, Hasbro, all wet.
Has'BRO' ,what does this mean?
Mother: - "Here, Johnny I got you that new Hulk for your birthday."
Johnny: - "Thanks, Mum I'll just go boil the jug to soften it up."
Bum rap, family. Especially when Johnny scalds himself half to death in an effort to avoid having an Amputee Schizoid Doctor Un-Norton figure.
No wonder the Hulk's angry.
I ain't angry though. Look how much space I saved...
I missed this part in the movie... |
"Hulk crush puny Hasbro executives." |
"The camera never lies, it just stretches the truth" - Rihia2k.
Useful... |
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