While entering a Comic Book Store I was propositioned with a friendly smile and a "Would you like some FREE Space Marines." Old style, but the only thing it cost me is "dignity and my time" (see below, a quick glue and they are lurking at the back of the painting tray")
How did I get from the WoSS to here?
This kind of reminds me of what drug dealers do--the first shot is free, then the fixes begin to drain your wallet. Of course, most of were hooked a long, long time ago anyway. Some years ago a buddy and I wanted to get a huge hypodermic needed (the kind used for big animals at zoos), fill it with figures, and put it up at a convention with the legend, "We Have What You Crave". It was shot down as being in poor taste--but no one said it was inaccurate!
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Chris Johnson
As long as the figures get painted I have not problems
ReplyDeleteIt is the lead and plastic mountains that haunt me :(
PS Cracking "syringe" analogy ;)
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