Sadly, Anne Marie didn't agree that the best accent for our living room would be a pair of Spiderman Pillows.
i had to agree with her, mostly because the only pillow left was of Spiderman's Cousin and was basically a pig-tailed girl with what appears to be highly advanced achondroplasia, but that's not what stopped me.
No, that honor went to the pillow's tag.
You see, from that tag i learned that Peter Parker and Bruce Banner were friends that lived next to each other and shared fun adventures. i'm guessing they'd better be fun, because the first time that Peter accidentally gummed up Bruce's mower with webbing, things would probably not be so much fun.
This, naturally, cracked the lid onto a realm of toys i had no idea existed, including Spidey and the Hulk apparently needing to moonlight (or maybe daylight?) as civil servants and construction workers.
Actually, the Hulk's using a jackhammer so i'm guessing it's more demolition, which makes odd sense in a "Hulk not want break concrete. Hulk just have nails done." sort of way. (Did i mention that the smile is oddly disturbing?)
If, by some odd twist of fate, any creation of mine gets turned into a franchise, i swear to God i'm going to do stuff like this.
Hey Kids! Be the first on the block to own a Salad Barbarian Veg-o-Matic, but you must be over 18 to order the Grayhound Boler-o-Fun.
What?
No chain mail bikini for Leia? (granted, the super-deformed feet would probably be a turn off, but hey…)
You'd think a company called Linens & Things would focus their merchandising on a different Marvel hero. One from Yancy Street, perhaps.
Ah, yes, who could forget The Linen, Starched Upholder of Liberty, forever bound in his semi-protective shell of flax.
Oh… wait…
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On a birthday I got a "Crime Fighter Spidey" in this nerf-ed up line, which came with a giant, mechanical claw for no reason.
I only wish he was to scale with Playskool Star Wars figures.