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That husband of mine…
Wanted to go Retromania…his lovely wife not so much…pooh poohed it to be honest…the entrance fee a little pricy…not sure it was worth it… But went anyway…browsed the vendors…Hot Wheels…Care Bears…comic books…Cabbage Patch…Gremlins…G.I. Joes… And then there were the action figures…never seen so many action figures…action figures here…action figures there…action figures everywhere…seemed ridiculous almost… Until what to our wondering eyes do we see?…tubs, tubs, and more tubs…tubs full of action figures…WWE action figures…and one of us was suddenly…in action figure Heaven… Pulled them out…called them by name…made their little plastics bodies body slam…clothesline…leap off the edge in a tackle… And it was fun…gloriously fun…spent the rest of the day reliving wrestling memories…simpler days…days when a 15 year old boy could hang out after a match with his favorite heroes from the ring… Where they laughed…and talked…and made a young man feel like he could be anything in the world he wanted to be… And so it is…in life…sometimes you get your money’s worth…and sometimes in the case of Retromania and tubs full of plastic memories…you get much more… And El Gato Negro…agrees…
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