Thursday, August 30, 2012

I Guess This Is How You Know I'm Not a Bondage Guy

Because instead of sex, all I can think of is Madballs. Those things were pretty cool.


Vachon said...

The eyeball Madball was actually the one I owned as a kid. My brother had the one with the eye dangling from its socket. I'm sure they had official names, but I've long since forgotten them.

SamuraiFrog said...

I never had any of them. My mom thought they were grody, and anything she thought was grody wasn't generally something that entered the house.

I remember I liked the one that was a mummy head.