Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Nuclear TV

I had a fantastic childhood. Absolutely fantastic. Santa brought me plenty of toys...you know the good ones, the Marx toys... to keep me busy all year long. I had comic books to read and I could afford them (I remember picking up my first comic book, Green Lantern Green Arrow, for 10 cents at the Piggly Wiggly in Warren Arkansas). D&D came out and I played it all the time.

Great parents. Great siblings.

A good time was had by all.

BUT . . .

I never got this kind of bad assery!!!


Lucky kid....
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