Reminds me of my son the other day. His mum took him to the park to feed the ducks some bread. On the way hom he is sitting in a reversible stroller, looking back, going "quack quack" as he was going home. His mum soon found out why when someone pointed out that they had about half a dozen ducks still following them.
By day he is mild-mannered Chris Fernance, by night he becomes...ASTRON-man. "Defender of all things Scorpion, from the evil forces of COMMODORE-man"
they were like 15cm tall i had all 4 of the turtles. and afew other things. i think we still have the cassette tapes round here somewhere of the series?
my mate accross the road has two younger brothers so toys got passed down and they never get rid of their old stuff. Recently one of the brothers took about 20 odd figureines out of toy box and made a little scene on bookshelf. They got the turtle van, bad guy drilling thing and krangs robot body. :)
Reminds me of a story an old pusser (nickname for navy ppl) once told us:
The toilets they used to have on the Navy ships had basically a pipe which flushed straight into the ocean. They used to get ducklings on board and paint numbers on them, flush them down the toilet and have bets on which one would come out first. Hours of entertainment! No ducks were harmed of course, except the one that got flushed after they installed the macerator commutators (poo masher) into the sewerage systems.
Just kidding, no ducks died.
Incidentally, apparently if you tie a piece of fishing line to some bacon fat and feed it to a duck, it will come out the other end about 30 seconds later fully intact and still tied to the line... instant duck on a string!
(Another story from a different ex-pusser)