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idle hands…
It would possibly be one of the world’s greatest understatements to say that there are a lot of toys within my office building. However, there are relatively few in my office thus far - but that doesn’t mean they’ve gone unnoticed. Every week or so when I come in to work, I find the trio of figures in my room positioned in some new fashion - occasionally lewd, but always funny. This time around, the mysterious puppeteer outdid himself (I use the male possessive because 99.9% of the likely suspects are male - I work in comics, toys and gaming geekery, remember).

Yes, this time around, it’s Ghost Rider dragging Man-Thing around by a chain behind his flaming motorcycle while Black Panther rides on the handlebars and gives a middle finger to me…

Bravo, toy elf, bravo…