Got an interesting story about toy production, finding a grail piece in an unexpected spot, discovering a new toy that you had never heard of, meeting toy makers, shady stories behind the scenes, adventures overseas and stumbling across little toy shops... Post em here!!

You planning to kick this off with something yourself?

Nope! I'm at work in a bookstore and there isn't much time to write long posts - it's so busy here because of Christmas. I'm behind the register writing this in between customers.. don't tell anybody & I figured there would be plenty of stories to tell from the members here. I'll post some stuff at some point for sure!

A few years back I took a trip down to Sydney with my girlfriend to just relax, eat tonnes of food and visit Kinokuniya to buy some art books and magazines that we wouldn't be able to get anywhere else in Australia. I wanted to revisit the old Monster Children gallery and when we finally got to the right spot we learnt that it had been closed for a year or two. Kind of bummed that we had wasted an hour or so walking there, we checked out some of the store nearby.. there was a streetwear store underneath the old gallery, and I spotted something very familiar in a glass cabinet in the corner of the store - a resting dissected Kaws companion! The guys there said they would do us a deal because it had been sitting on display for a while so we jumped at the chance to snag it! We ended up carrying this huge 40cm x 40cm box back to where we were staying and a few days later taking it a carry-on during the flight back home to Brisbane. Didn't expect to find anything like that on the trip, much less at a heavily discounted price!!

One time I entered this karate tournament & I was up against some greasy kid from NJ. I knew I could beat him, but Sensei was insisting that I do something dirty or he would rip off my sweet cobra patches in front of everyone. Realizing the gravity of the situation, I pull out my best legbreaker maneuver & I am thinking that kid is probably never gonna walk again. As I get escorted from the venue, some miniature Asian dude jumps out rubbing his hands together as if he is gonna eat the kid's leg.

Not sure what happened after that but I manage to sneak back in & try to blend in with the crowd. Just then, I get an email confirmation that I won my first Nagx3 lottery! How crazy is it that my unfortunate tournament performance would be punctuated with such luck?! Inspired by the moment, I get this crazy idea to sew together a mini bodybag to keep my new Nag in, like those goofy hoodies Sam the Scam was trying to hawk. Dollies should wear clothes, right? Somehow my inner dialogue escapes... "Get him a bodybag!" I yelled. The whole place looks at me like I just karate kicked a baby in the face.

I look up & one of my buddies had swept the leg out from under that dirty Jersey kid...

what, you didn't say the stories had to be real

When i was a young teenager one of my friends had a load of model airplanes he did'nt want anymore.
We took them to the local quarry in the dark, stuffed them with cotton wool and squeezed lighter fluid into them.
Them we lit them up and threw them over the edge.

As they 'flew' down they made a really cool noise and looked pretty impressive.
The next day we went down to inspect the wreckage and the same friend had the bright idea to cover his bike tyres
in the same lighter fluid and set them alight . . . .

He rode around doing wheelies with flaming tyres and we kept squeezing the fluid on them until one of them popped and he fell off.
I thought i was gonna die laughing. I suppose you had to be there . . .

I also had a friend who enjoyed melting his Action Men figures in creative ways.
Seems like i had a bunch of arsonists for friends!

Moog I did similar stuff as a kid...built model airplanes and set them on fire. I had a magazine that showed some battle damaged kits, so I emulated it on my own. Using a heated needle to poke bullet holes etc. But in the end I just set them on fire anyway.

This one time, my mom wasn't home and i convinced this girl from the math club to come over, and I was totally getting to 1st base in my room in the basement, but my Bemon was behind her, and he was just staring at me, so i reached out to turn him around because he was making me self-conscious. But the girl was like, "no, I want him to watch." and turned him back around. and I was totally like, this is getting too weird for me, you have to go.

You don't have a Bemon you liar.

You got me, it was just a Target Earth Smogun

Don't worry, Lord Bemon is always watching

This whole thread is cracking me up thank you all I needed it

The burning Tyres thing is just gold.......and Danyo-San and his Cobra Kai Cronies

You should have married that girl Joe. If only you had known how hot it would be later in life....

Personally, I can't get off UNLESS Bemon is watching.

(^If there was ever a time to quote me, this is it. )

Oh no my friend, I've never been a one woman kind of guy.

This other time, I was at NYCC, and I saw Vampy Bit Me, and I worked up the nerve to approach her. And I asked her if she would put on my Real Head Never Dies t-shirt and jog a lap around the Javitz center so it would smell like her. And she was just like, get away from me you creep I felt as desirable as a Waru Inu.

You should have had your Bemon in your hand when you asked her. Oh wait, maybe not, you might have been arrested.....

Can we start using the word Bemon as a euphemism for all things sexual?? Can that be a thing on Skullbrain? I could see that providing endless hours of entertainment.

End of my thread derail, back to regularly scheduled toy stories.

Not much of a story, but the only reason why I finally took the plunge and bought a Lunar Shub Zeroth is because my boyfriend and I almost got into a really bad car accident. He was stressed out as all hell that day and the GPS was being slow, so we missed a turn. My boyfriend -thought- he could still make it, so he made the sharpest turn I've ever seen in my whole life. The tires were screeching terribly and we ended up driving over the curb, stopping literally 4 inches away from a gigantic tree trunk. It could have been really bad... and of course, some dude who saw it happen from across the street STOPPED RIGHT NEXT TO US and rolled down his window just to repeat "That could have been really bad" to us like three times. (Thanks, Cpt Obvious.)

I had wanted a Lunar Shub Zeroth for a while at this point, and before this happened I was considering buying but was unsure. This incident literally made me think "that could have put us in the hospital, and here I am wondering if I should buy a toy or not? LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO SAY NO."

So I bought it. No regrets.

the other day i crapped myself while i sat there staring into the vacuum of the multiple pupil of Bemon Kougai. it was a good 3 maybe 4 hours or was it days until i realized i was sitting in the mud so to speak. i looked over at the melting clock which never really worked anyway then back over at my Kougai- it looked at me smiling toothless in anxious glee and i knew it approved and that i was qualified.

i write fake haiku everyday for my Kougai,
this was from just last night actually:

my dirty pant

i thought a fart
it became shart
i poo poo my pant

please help me i am insane

These are all great!! Keep em comin! Makes the daily visit (ok ok I'll admit it, visits) to SB a little more entertaining!

I've definitely used the idea of a near death experience to justify buying an expensive toy before.. but when the bills come in at the end of that month they can sometimes make you wish you were actually dead!!

I was taking the subway home late one evening from work. I had a couple Dehara Morlin boxes on the seat next to me as I get stuff delivered at work instead of left on my front porch.

This girl kept looking over at the boxes from time to time.

She ended up getting off at the stop before me, and did this sort of pole dance exit with lots of eye contact. I thought this was sort of odd, but whatever.

Later that night, after some whiskey, I absentmindedly posted on Craigslist Missing Connections. She saw the post and we connected. Went out for drinks where we met at a bar with an aquarium of small neon lit jellyfish.

I soon discovered that:

she was an post-grad student who had done stripping and pole dancing in the past
had a boyfriend who was a former coke addict and worked at Toys r Us as a manager
they had met when he DJ'd at her strip club

Went out again once more, where she shared that the boyfriend was expressing envy over photos of my collection.

Pulled the rip cord at that point, and never saw her again as it was starting to get a little weird.

And the Dehara Morlin boxes?
They had "Sperm 5000ml" painted on the side of them.

Wait just a darnn minute Peter. Where the hell did this boyfriend see these toy pics of your vast collection?

They're on Flickr, but private.

Vast? More like minuscule work in progress.
Oh and I learned my lesson about photographs with that situation...

As a child I collected many original transformers toys. In my teens me and my friends used to have a few drinks and by this point started to launch said transformers by golf club at high velocity over the side of my house and into the next door neighbours garden. Even now she still comes around with bits an pieces of Optimus prime and starscream. This was the same day I was told to disassemble the green house. One trampoline and my body duct taped with cushion pillows and a big run up later. I think you can guess what happened next. After getting my arse cheeks sewn back on I was fine!

Not exactly a story, but an example of my masochism..
Im moving cross country in a month, and decided to have all the toys I buy this month sent to my new house. A bit of delayed gratification..
So far ive scored a grail 10" satochan for way less than I ever expected to pay, and a set of those booby headed sunguts toys.