Master Of My Universe.

I have something to write about regarding a commercial I saw last night. It was only 45 seconds long, but it smacked me right in the face and screamed, "Wake up!!! People will buy anything!!!!"


But I'm not going to write about that right now. Instead, here are photos of old 80's vintage He-Man action figures I used to have. Both He-Man's and Skeletor's mounts are not included, nor any vehicles.


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I think that's about all of them. At least, from what I can remember. I also had several He-Man vehicles, plus the aforementioned mounts of He-Man and Skeletor, the tiger and panther respectively.

I know. It's all pretty awesome.

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