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No harm done......but...
About 9 years ago I happen to be at a small toy show.
Had a couple of MEGOS with me...One was a boxed Riddler...
Well this little kid comes up and starts picking up the box, touching it, etc.
My mother asked him to not to touch it, as it was a very old figure, collectible, etc. His mother comes back and starts yelling at me because my mother told her son not to touch it....The woman obviously didn't know what a MEGO is....LOL! And don't mess with my mother and her son's MEGOS.....LOL! Unfortunately, she is no longer with us, but I love that story of how my mother protected my RIDDLER!...LOL!
Always protecting us.Great story.Thank you for sharing
VinnyLeave a comment:
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For me, the only Mego disaster I had was after purchasing three loose minty Buck Rogers figures at a collector shop. They were all in a small box with some guns, so, (not knowing any better) I put one of the guns in Kiler Kane's hand and SNAP!-off comes his thumb. I save the thumb, get the superglue out only to superglue the thumb to my thumb, then in the process of getting the thumb unglued, it fell in the carpet and vanished forever. Next I get Buck and Wilma to go with the set, and instantly Buck's rubberband disintegrates into dust... But on a brighter note, they're easy to fix with those small clear rubber bands used to style hair!Leave a comment:
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No harm done......but...
About 9 years ago I happen to be at a small toy show.
Had a couple of MEGOS with me...One was a boxed Riddler...
Well this little kid comes up and starts picking up the box, touching it, etc.
My mother asked him to not to touch it, as it was a very old figure, collectible, etc. His mother comes back and starts yelling at me because my mother told her son not to touch it....The woman obviously didn't know what a MEGO is....LOL! And don't mess with my mother and her son's MEGOS.....LOL! Unfortunately, she is no longer with us, but I love that story of how my mother protected my RIDDLER!...LOL!Leave a comment:
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Well, this didn't really happen to me, but I still remember my kid brother holding his Batman Mego out the car window like Batman was flying. I berated him the entire time because everyone knows Batman doesn't fly. Then he dropped it right in the middle of a busy intersection and cried the rest of the day. Still makes me chuckle.Leave a comment:
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A friend's daughter came over and started undressing my Megos at a million miles an hour. Whilst I was trying to put stuff back together, my dog ate my RC Batman cowl...since it was on the floor, and was the same colour and texture as her ball. I eventually turned the remnants of that cowl into my Catman figure's cowl. My dog felt much worse than the girl or her mother did.Leave a comment:
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A few years ago, three of my Megos - Robin, Hutch, and Wild Bill Hicock - came to life and tried to kill me in my sleep. My cat Milo got involved and that was it for the Megos. He shredded them to pieces. I'll never forget their little screams as, one by one, Milo gnawed their heads off.
Any since there has been so much talk about it, I'll just tell everyone how Potsie fell in the fish tank. Under the shelf where my Mego's are stored I have a fish tank (just a small one with one fish in it) any way, my Mego's fell down while I was moving them and Potsie some how managed to land in the tank (which is amazing if you saw how I had it set up the angle would have been really awkward, as if Potsie WANTED to go in).
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The memory that stays with me clearly is a brand new Micronaught that my mom bought for me, I remember picking it out in the store and asking for it. First thing I did when we got in the car was open the package, after attempting to point the head straight it broke off at the neck. Great quality I have to tell you. My mom got mad about the money wasted and I was equally disgusted. I think that was my last Mego purchase ever. More than likely the same quality control engineers for Mego later joined ranks at CTVT.Leave a comment:
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It's funny...Ya know, just Yesterday...I was re-arranging My Star Trek Mego's on the Shelf...while holding a Cup of Coffee. Well...Scotty took a nose dive, head first right into My Coffee Cup!I quickly ran down Stair's with Him...and put the old Dish washing liquid to Him FAST(Coffee Stains!)! Anyway...I looks fine this Morning.
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i had the same problem as Brian.My elastic plasticman expolded from the intense heat in my toyroom a few years agoLeave a comment:
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My junior year at Ohio State some friend of a friend of a friend... tore apart my Joker and someone stole my Conan -probably the same person.
As a teen I personally destroyed Isis and Wondergirl not seeing any worth in them.Leave a comment:
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A few years ago, three of my Megos - Robin, Hutch, and Wild Bill Hicock - came to life and tried to kill me in my sleep. My cat Milo got involved and that was it for the Megos. He shredded them to pieces. I'll never forget their little screams as, one by one, Milo gnawed their heads off.Leave a comment:
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When I was a kid My T1 Spiderman's elastic broke. My Dad figured out how to restring him.
My Mr Fantastic leg broke. He was one of the few Megos that survived my childhood, and when I got back in the hobby, he was the 1st I repaired with a new knee pin.Leave a comment:
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A couple years ago we were having a garage sale. I thought, for the fun of it I'd put out some extra figures (and a few other items) I'd yet to sell on ebay. I put them way behind my table line in the obvious, don't come back here area that you have to try really hard to get to. It was fun seeing one guy that knew what they were thinking he'd just scored big, until he saw my sign that asked for prices on vintage toys.
Everything was fine until an Asian man and his son showed up. His English wasn't very strong so communicating was a chore. his son pointed at Spider-man. I explained that it was a vintage toy and a collectable, and he understood none of it. I then used the words old and expensive and as I did his kid goes under the table and grabs Spidey and starts twisting him and moving him around. I was on the other side of the table so I had to work to get back there. The man followed me and asks how much. I tried to explain again that it was expensive and told him twenty five. He reached in his pocket for a quarter... the whole time his kid was abusing a pretty nice Spidey dispite a slight run in his costume. With every second I was imagining that run getting bigger and bigger... I said "no not 25 cents, but 25 dollars. 25 dollars, very old, vintage, hard to find, not for kids." I was probably getting louder and louder at this point in hopes that he'd understand. He understodd at last that 25 dollars meant he didn't want his son playing with it any more.
No real harm done, but I decided it was time for the Megos to go inside.Leave a comment:
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