And speaking of tragedy...
We received a special sculpture in the mail this week from our friend Grant. It's not a proper action figure so I'm not sure I can review it in full earnest, but I will give it a quick summation. The world certainly needs an introduction to this fella.
I'm pretty sure we are now one of the elite homes in the country that own...
Owwww, my eyes.
Unfortunately in my search for good camera angles (which I'm not sure exist), I accidentally stumbled upon this alternate position for M. Bench:
While at first I found it irritatingly disturbing, a 90 degree turn revealed that he could actually succeed at career as a limbo host on a party boat:
Then, for really no reason at all, I decided to dig up a photo of one of Max's ancestors.
Max Bench does come with a bit of a mystery to solve. Bonus points to anyone who can make out the subject of his bench press hat:
Does it stand for Larb Rides?
I are broes?
LA R8RDS? (A misspelling of Raiders, I'm assuming?)
One Arm Birds?
Since he's not really an action figure, I'm not sure that I can grade him on my usual ratings system. That works out well, actually, considering he wouldn't have received any points either way.
Thanks Grant (!) or (?)