Not THOSE kinds of toys. Actual toys. Or, as the hubby would have it, “action figures”. Heh *g*
Okay, so we have about a zillion different action figures in our house. The movie-related ones are in the media room, on the shelves with their corresponding DVDs.
Yes, we are all dorks that way :B
Anyhow, this evening the Dr. Frankenstein and the Monster figures (from Young Frankenstein) fell off the shelf. Hubby kept trying to put them back, but they kept falling down on top of one another. So, hubby says…
wait for it…
“STOP TOUCHING EACH OTHER!”
HA!
I laughed, the boy-child laughed, hubby gave me his patented you’re-actually-twelve-aren’t-you eye roll.
Good times, good times.
Don’t hold your breath for any Froedrick-&-lurching-monster slashfic though. Ain’t gonna happen.
hmmmm…
**ponders**
Nope. No no no, soooooo wrong…
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Jess wrote,
the thought of that slashfic kinda scares me
big time
LMAO
Link | June 11th, 2008 at 6:13 am
Ally Blue wrote,
OMG I know! Eeewwwww. LOL. Much as I adore the movie, I really REALLY don’t want to see that *g*
Link | June 11th, 2008 at 5:23 pm
L.M. Prieto wrote,
O_O
I’m going to have to work very hard to get that image out of my mind ;)
Link | June 12th, 2008 at 4:51 am