hm...

[phosfate]

::Looks at naked Hoth Luke Skywalker doll that has turned up in the depths of a file cabinet. Notes that with some paint and sculpt tweaking, it would look rather like the comic-book version of Agent Jay*.::

::Remembers Blues Brothers doll in custom fodder box at home (thanks, Target clearance!) with its black suit::

::draws obvious conclusion::

_{*For those who haven't seen him, comics Jay is so Caucasian that he would probably explode into flame in direct sunlight.}

Comments

[finabair.livejournal.com]

Naked Luke? Huh? WHERE?!?

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

It's a dolly, Jennie, and frankly it's not that pretty.

[finabair.livejournal.com]

Oh, one of them Kenlike ones? *Images of Dogma race through brain*

Oh, well. Better luck next time.

*Notices her Qui-Gon doll is saber-threatening her Luke doll atop her bookcase, and Ben Kenobi's planning to hit a golf ball at Quiggy.*

Whoops. I sense...tension...

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

You don't want to know what Janeway and Roman Xena get up to.

[finabair.livejournal.com]

O.O

You're right, I don't. I'll just go over here and shake uncontrollably for awhile.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

...eheheheheheheh...

[finabair.livejournal.com]

*Buildings start to crumble around Jennie from all the shaking*

[fingolfin.livejournal.com]

umm...resculpting action figures is kinda eerie isnt it? *thinks* it could be... *laugh*maybe not in this context, but i can picture a scarey movie where a creepy, nasty dude has an apartment full of re-sculpted barbies or something, and that how you know he's the killer...