Welcome the newest Costume Hall of Shame Inductee, the Yankee Doodle Kid! Yes, it's like shooting fish in a barrel when it comes to slamming on the Dial H for Hero roster, but check out those duds! You want to turn away, but you can't! Is it the yellow cape, the diseased bird on his skull cap, or the simulated breeches that just burn into your retinas like the last surge of a dying sun?
I'm going with breeches. That never works. It didn't work for the Spirit of '76 either, but he gets a pass for dying heroically.
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Those boobs of mine messed up the job! Well, someone has body issues!
I know, I know.... but you can't use the word "boobs" in any context without asking for ridicule. Try it. Call someone a boob in a crowded room and see what kind of reaction you get.
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This is my new favorite toy, ever. Oh, the fun I could have had. Heck, the fun I could have! Anybody have this in their attic somewhere?
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that monster kit answer the question of where comic book artists get their ideas from.
What the hell is that anyways, The Random Shit Everywhere Monster mask?
It's Mattel's Fright Factory and Creepy Crawlers, accesories to their Thingmaker, which was (unlike the Thermocraft workshop) actually a lot of fun -- especially the Plastigoop you made the stuff from. Basically, it was a hot plate that you fit a metal piece into. The metal piece had patterns molded into it, so you'd squeeze the Plastigoop into the patterns, fit the metal over the hot plate, and wait a few minutes for the whole thing to set up.
Granted, you made crap that you'd throw away in a day, but it was fun.
Not as fun as the Vacuform, but not bad at all.
And there was always the danger of getting hot molten plastic on yourself.
Here's a commercial: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-d3aNOPr94
Ahh, good times. I had one of those and if you didn't have an actual battle scar from the melted plastic, you weren't doing it right. And frying Barbies in my sister's Easy Bake Oven was fun too. And splitting a Gumby up the middle, exposing the wires in his crotch. Ahh, good times.
I remember the VacuForm. Man, the fumes you would get off of that thing as the plastic melted. If they got into your mouth, your taste buds were ruined for days.
OMG, Creepy Crawlies! I didn't have the Fright Factory, but Creepy Crawlies was one of the best excuses for going to Grandma's house. She had a Creepy Crawlies kit that I played with ALL the TIME! Customized bugs galore! It was wonderful. :-) Gosh, I miss that toy.
Now I'm depressed ...
Am I the only one who remembers how weird they smelled? Creepy Crawlies that is.
As for that first scan...he has stars on his knees. His KNEES!
"Those boobs of mine messed up the job!"
Now if it were only Power Girl who had said that.
Hey it may not be much but breasts on a man must count for something.
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