I, currently, have three Funko figures in my collection. This is a collection that I really had no intentions of starting, but which has been started, nonetheless.
1. First up, Jason Voorhees. Mr. V was my first Funko ever. I fell in love with his little hockey mask, the adorable bloody machete, and that lazy corpse eye.
2. Daryl Dixon. The husband and I were late-comers to the awesomeness that is The Walking Dead. Frankly, when it originally aired, I was burnt out on zombies(which is just a horrible thing to have to say) I first loved Norman Reedus as Murphy MacManus, but his portrayal as the double D reignited that infatuation all over again.
3. The Joker. I have what I call a "crush" on the animated Joker. I have no particular idea why, other than I have a penchant for lunatics. His purple suit, green hair, infectious giggle, what's not to love? I even have a Joker background on my cell phone.
*A bonus today, because this is the only other Funko that we(currently)own. This one, however, belongs to my husband. Hubby is a comic book guy, and one of his favourites is Green Arrow. One day, he will be joined by a Green Lantern(another Husband fav) Incidentally, I named my red-nosed Pit Bull "Oliver Queen."