I won't go with the long-winded explanation on why Snake Mountain is a difficult item for me to tackle. I mean, by doing this, I'm cementing another reminder that my Mom is dead and I'll never see her again. So yeah... I have to use some stock photos, since the only place I can photograph SM is in the not yet toy room but storage room and let's just say that my organizational skills are less than stellar.
|Using a stock photo since I can't photograph the whole thing and I ain't taking it outside.|
|Beastman: This bridge is an OSHA violation... well, if this was a business it would be.|
Nefty: Small busonesses are allowed, as long as they don't disturb the neighbors!
|Tri-klops: Zoardammit! I was chasing two harlots and they escaped me when I fell into this trap!|
Faker: Nets, your only weakness...
I can't deny that it looks pretty cool, with an insane sculpt and killer paint job, but just like the vintage, there isn't much to do with it.
|Ladder: What a thrill... with darkness and silence through the night...|
Trap Jaw: What the actual Hell!?
Nefty: just keep climbing. It's a musical ladder.
Beastman: I thought it was a Metal Gear Solid reference...
|Not mine. My Snake Mountain vanished when I was a kid.|
|MAA: Oh my Zoar... These stairs are unclimbable!|
He-Man: Teela, why are you staying behind?
Teela: After last time, I don't trust you behind me...
He-Man: I can see your rack from here...
|Bobby: He forgot about us, didn't he?|
Hank: Dammit, i wanna see what the tentacle monster is doing with Diana...
Bobby: Hank! What's going to happen to us? Are we going to die here?
Hank: I can't die a virgin!