Imagine my joy when I found what I thought was a toy of a giant bee eating a green little boy. Closer examination, unfortunately, revealed that is was actually a gren little boy, in a skeleton costume wearing an unlikely hat. Good enough for me though.

A sure first place prize at any self respecting
Halloween costume contest.

I've got a killer head ache, and a strange
craving for some honey.

Creepy. No mouth to scream with?

There's something seriously wrong with this kids headgear.



Achtung Motherfucker

Usually I'm not down with the fascist pig vibe, but when it comes to evil super villains I've got a soft spot for them. Big, genocidal, and stupid here came with three super hot secret agent babes to foil his sinister plans, and they were the ones that originally caught my interest, but Der Numbnuts snuck his way into the deal somehow. The Danger Girls, however, have long ago been exiled to the attic, while Major Maxim, as he's called, continues to lay his diabolical plans and collect dust on a shelf overlooking our bed.

Looks to me like he's got crack in those canisters og his.

Yes, his arms are in fact bigger than his head.

Nice boots, Nazi boy.

To me he looks down right contemplative here. Like world dominations might not be such a good thing after all.

Not so here. Back to being the cold hearted death dealer we expect.

Shark Ape

So this fella's a shark, that's got ape attitude and a bikini babe hanging in his jaws. That equals bad ass in my book.

 

 Do you think he knows he looks like a penguin from behind? Who's going to tell him? Not me.

He's got pure evil watching his back.

Ghost, their greatness knows no boundries.

Ghost paid a visit to the Malmø Festival this year, and all their diabolic children rejoiced.

Beat, blue and creepy

This wasn't the cool daddy-o I was expecting to meet, a couple of years ago on a trip to Madrid. But there he was, tap, tap. tapping away on a dusty shelf in a comic book store.

So many great and strange details about this bongo playing  hep cat. There's the huge, dopey eyes, the pouting lips  and the three sausage fingered hands. I also love his tiny little feet.