My son gets me. He’s basically my clone… with the exception that he’ll be considerably taller than me by the time he’s 15. But we’re both gamers, we both read comics, we both love Marvel movies, and we both collect toys… uh, I mean collectible figures.
For an early birthday present, he decided to cater to my insatiable (and borderline weird) love for all things Captain America. That 3-part gift came in the form of Funko figures: (1) Sam Wilson, Captain America; (2) U.S. Agent John Walker; and (3) What If? Zombie Captain America.
Awesome, right?!
Yeah, the glory of Cap is proliferating upon my desk (did I use that word right?… pprroolliiffeerraattiinngg… hmm, either way it sounds creepy). The mind-boggling amount of nerd decor in my office is predominantly Cap and/or Avengers. I may or may not have a problem.
No… I don’t have a problem. I have a collection.