We’re gettin’ the band back together.So yeah, fuck it. I’m a three-Alf guy now. I wasn’t gonna be a one Alf guy, and then I was a one Alf guy, but I definitely wasn’t gonna be a three Alf guy. But I am an accessory guy, and like Totally 80’s Alf before him, Born to Rock Alf is rife with glorious accessories. A guitar. A saxophone. A record album. A mice with wire AND mike stand. A denim vest AND a t-shirt. A bandana head. A couple of unique hands. Is all of this worth having essentially three identical Alf figures in the collection? PROBABLY NOT.
But is this blog not a testament to my lack of poor impulse control?
Fun thing about this picture. I had this picture planned in my mind when I ordered the figure and they told me it wouldn’t ship until next week. Which means, thanks to travel, I wouldn’t open it until mid-June. When I’d have PLENTY OF TIME to do up an elaborate composite of five toys on a stage with lighting and smoke.
And then they showed up early. But you don’t abandon your dreams. Your stupid, stupid dreams. You get it done. And you end up tweaking the size of the Figrin D’an you shot at the same time as Vincent Price because it turns out that Black Series True 1:12 and NECA 7” are the absolute opposite ends of your scale situation and don’t look good together.
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