Just to pull on the tights, strap on the mask, and answer the bell. From the dusty streets of Tucumcari to stifling steel-lined warehouses in Monterey, battling everyone from the un-bruised newcomers to the scarred and desperate. Now facing the fury of beasts from the forests and swamplands, always leaving both young and old entertained and my worn wallet full. https://etsy.me/3NObshr
Watch the fur fly at a scale beyond the stars as these Space Pets: Rocket Rover, Astro Cat, and Galaxy Guppy prowl deep space.
Follow their mission at the House of Akron
LINCOLN GREENBACK HITCHED UP HIS HORSE, SHOOK OFF THE TRAIL DUST, AND RAMBLED INTO THE OUTPOST. DROPPING A BAG OF SILVER AND HALF A JUG OF ROTGUT ON THE HEAVY WOOD TABLE WHERE I SAT, HE GROWLED: "HOW 'BOUT A VIDEO FER THIS NEW SONG I CUT AT TOMBSTONE STUDIOS?". BEFORE I SAID "LISTEN HOSS, I AIN'T NEVER BEEN TO THAT RODEO", HE LEFT THROUGH THE SWINGIN' DOORS, SPURS A'JANGLIN'. WHILE THE TUMBLEWEEDS ROLLED IN THE HOT WIND, HE MOUNTED HIS HORSE AND SHOUTED: "YA DON'T HIT A VARMIT TILL YA TAKE A SHOT" AND RODE OFF INTO THE BURNING SUNSET. SO I TOOK A SHOT. NOW KICK BACK WITH A SWIG OF WHISKY AND TAKE A LOOK:
