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[MystyGlyttyr]

I collect wrestling action figures, but I take them out of the box and pose them in my room, so I'm wrecking their collector's value

The only two I never opened were my mislabeled Eddie Guerrero doll (which I recently and quite happily gave to Eddie's brother Hector) and a Rey Mysterio pre-production run doll that I managed to snag basically on accident.

Now, my mother does own some original Beatle trading cards that are probably worth something, and I think we have a really old Superman comic...not a Number One but something in the lower double digit numbers. But those are things that BECAME collector's items, not stuff that was forced into it.

[protege]

I should have mentioned that most of my cars are in good shape, but several aren't. They were made to be played with. That's why most no longer have the original packaging (usually falls apart anyway), the printed graphics are usually worn, and the "glass" is usually scratched. All of those things turn off the collectors....which means I can get the good-but-unwanted toys for usually nothing. Since I like my cars to have some 'history,' (mint ones always look a bit odd to me for some reason) I'm not complaining

[Jester]

Now the older Matchbox cars are another story--I have been known to search them out, and raid the crap box at a certain local store...usually to come home with a few.

I still have my Matchbox collection from when I was a kid, although it is in storage back in Phoenix. No, I haven't bought any, used or new, in literally decades, but good luck getting me to ever part with that collection.

It actually includes one of the first two I ever got, when I was about two years old.
(I don't have the other one, but years later I did buy a duplicate of that other one.)

[Bella_Vixen]

Speaking of CP and their birth certificates, even as a young child I was flabbergasted that:

1. they came with BCs
2. the same "man" apparently "fathered" them all

[SongsOfDragons]

As to Furbys, a friend of mine must have traumatised kids one Christmas as he and the rest of the coworkers kept shouting "NO!!!" at said fluffy evil things until the only thing they said was "Ptthhbbpp!!"

They made ASBO Furbys...

[Sliceanddice]

OMG FURBYS!!! *runs into her furby shelter* make them go away

[Bliss]

I once read a post during the furby height, from a guy who had captured the furby IR beam code into his palm, and had lots of pleasure making a whole display of furbies go berserk in stores... I wonder now how he wasn't murdered by the clerks, or how the clerks avoided killing themselves.

[skeptic53]

I once read a post during the furby height, from a guy who had captured the furby IR beam code into his palm, and had lots of pleasure making a whole display of furbies go berserk in stores... I wonder now how he wasn't murdered by the clerks, or how the clerks avoided killing themselves.

At the height of the Barney craze a few years ago, I was in a department store during Xmas shopping season. They had a huge display of plush Barneys that would vocalize if they were pressed. They also vocalized if jostled, and with the shopping crowds thundering around the store, there were several score of Barneys all singing "I love you, you love me..." all out of sync. The clerks in the area were moments from being hauled off gibbering in strait jackets...

[BookstoreEscapee]

I heard the story once of a kid who's cabbage patch doll got chewed up by the family dog. They sent it to the factory (I assume to see if it could be fixed). The factory sent back a death certificate.

Sorry, false. http://www.snopes.com/business/consumer/cabbage.asp

About the Cabbage Patch Kid craze, my grandma made one for each of my female cousins and me. I still have mine and her name is Sheila.

I have a homemade one, too, from my grandmother. Also several real ones...and a Koosa cat. Whatever the hell a Koosa is. Between me and my brother (he had 2), there are in my basement 2 boys, 1 girl, 2 preemies, the cat, and a pony (came with the girl, who is all decked out in western wear). I also had a couple of the little poseable dolls but I don't know if they're still around. Oh, and my mom has a girl preemie, which is in the spare room. I also had the umbrella stroller, the car seat-type carrier (both long gone) and the baby backpack-type carrier (which is in the bag with the dolls). And lots of clothes, all made by my grandmother (as were almost all my doll clothes - she was a talented lady ), including a clown costume for Halloween.

They come up with some interesting names for them, though. My first one was named Marsh Barney. I sent in the "official" name change form (yes, they really had one) and changed it to Sammy Edward. Not much better, to my adult mind...

I used to sleep with mine, and apparently there was many a night my mom rushed out of bed after hearing a thud from my room, thinking I had fallen out of bed (I was 7) only to discover that my "Kid" had fallen headfirst onto the floor.

[WorkAtBBuy]

My ex had a Furby. She got it on Giftmas morning of the year they launched. She loved it, played with it, and enjoyed it--until it was time to go to bed. The thing would NOT shut up. So she did what any logical person would do--

She shot it. In the face. With a gun with a silencer.

...Yeah...she was special.

[JustADude]

She shot it. In the face. With a gun with a silencer.

...Yeah...she was special.

I don't know what's scarier here, that she shot the furby, or that she owns a gun with a suppressor.

Scratch that, it's the suppressor! Why the HELL does she have a suppressor for a handgun? Those things are illegal for the general public, even the ones with concealed carry permits.

[Geek King]

My ex had a Furby. She got it on Giftmas morning of the year they launched. She loved it, played with it, and enjoyed it--until it was time to go to bed. The thing would NOT shut up. So she did what any logical person would do--

She shot it. In the face. With a gun with a silencer.

...Yeah...she was special.

Yeah, that's the prescribed method for turning one off. Page eight in the manual, I think. Talking Barbie was worse though. To turn her off, you had to get Ken drunk.

[Rapscallion]

To turn her off, you had to get Ken drunk.

I've heard that's hard to do. Apparently he has hollow legs.



Rapscallion

[Jester]

My ex had a Furby. She got it on Giftmas morning of the year they launched. She loved it, played with it, and enjoyed it--until it was time to go to bed. The thing would NOT shut up. So she did what any logical person would do--

She shot it. In the face. With a gun with a silencer.

...Yeah...she was special.

Okay, I can read a typical (and even above average) Gravekeeper post while eating pizza and drinking beer, with no negative consequences.

But THIS...holy shnikeys, this post of yours would have been the death of my keyboard were my beer not already empty. Hilfuckinglarious.

But the question remains: what the hell was she doing with a gun and a silencer at what I presume to be a young age?

Good lord, that may be the funniest thing I've read all week.

[Bliss]

There's also the video that made the rounds some time ago of someone who set a newer tickle me elmo on fire, and the thing was twisting on the floor laughing while it burned.... it affected my poor psyche. and i loved it!