Hey everybody I found 3 of the variant Bullseyes at Wal-Mart today, so PM me ASAP if you want me to pick one up for ya. I also still have the variant Hulk to trade.

The name I chose, Victor_Von_Doom, contrary to popular belief, is actually about the Marvel character Victor_Von_Doom. Discuss amongst yourselves.

I've never understood this either. If you are going to get 100 of them, you might as well open them up, because I think everyone would agree the army builders are generally a lot cooler loose and in formation.

Its sorta like they are keeping them all MOC because in the back of their mind they want to open them someday...

I collect a lot of lines off and on, but the main "old school" lines I collect are:

Star Wars
G.I. Joe
M.U.S.C.L.E.
Barnyard Commandos
Food Fighters
Z-BOTS
Monsters in my Pocket

There are probably a few others I can't think of right now.

Welcome! I think its sorta cool that most of us are here because someone we know told us to come here...it weeds out the undesireable trolls earlier  .

Quote from: Victor_Von_Doom on October 13, 2005, 04:55 PM

The last time was over the summer. I'll spare the details because it was from an "illegal activity". 

Drinking? I knew it. 

No, close though. I'll share a different short story just to satiate ya though:

My friend Blake's parents are gone, so we are having a party at his house. I drank over 15 Coronnas (stopped counting and/or forgot after that) and ended up clutching the toilet. My friend Derek puked all over the dog food bowl  Anyway, so its like 4 am, and we are wanting to leave, so my friend calls his Bolivian mom to pick us all up in his Escalada. So we are all sitting there, our heads spinning, as we drive home in the escalade blaring bolivian music  .

Here is another story: My friend Carlos was having a party, and this kid we didn't like named Jeff showed up. He was a big jerk, and would always try to show off. So my friends put some ex-lax (among other things) in a glass of vodka and gave it to him, daring him he couldn't chug it. So he grabs it, and chugs the whole thing, while we all sit there and talk about "how cool he is for doing that" . Half hour goes by, and Jeff is on the front porch talking about how his stomach hurts. All of a sudden, literally a gallon of puke goes flying out all over the porch. He takes a couple steps, and collapses in the back yard. My friend Blake found out that Jeff was hitting on his girlfriend, so Blake takes apples and while Jeff is sprawled out across the back yard, nails him in the nuts with an apple. Jeff lets out a drunken squeal and we go back inside. He got the idea and him and his friend left after that. 

There not the best stories, but those are some of the more recent drinking-puking stories I could think of. 

I'm normally optimistic and happy, but when something makes me mad you'll probably know.