It Needs No Explanation

One day long ago Sean or I found a rubber Spider-Man abandoned on a road somewhere. We abused poor rubber Spider-Man for a couple of years until we decided to burn him atop the Star Wars Droid Factory playset seen here. Naturally we included an amy of cultists, represented here by a variety of action figures from different fictional universes. Obviously there's nothing funny about people being burned alive, but we were laughing pretty hard as we shot this photo and the others in the series; it was an absurd thing to do. I believe Dad came downstairs as we were frantically waving the smoke away and said something like "What are you two heathens doing?"

Well, the Internet wasn't a thing yet, and we were bored...