Sikk At The Circus resin figurines by James Hakola
PRESS: Step Right Up! STEP RIGHT UP! = Sikk at the Circus reveals the insanity of the big-top like you've never seen! Sikk is further evidence that all those awful things you've suspected... ARE TRUE!
This is the premier line of Sikk-Nac Figurines from MrDandy aka James Hakola! Each character figurine stands between 3.5 to 4.5 inches tall, and are cast from high-quality porcelain resin, and hand-painted "to sikkening perfection!" (Each also includes a hidden shelf fastener for added safety!)
With a SRP of US$13-per - DKE Toys is currently distributing (check with your fav retailer for availability), or you can go direct to Sikk.com to order direct. Meanwhile, CLICK THRU for an individual introduction to The Ringmeister, Snockers, Flingo, Trini and Ellaphat!
The Ringmeister
PRESS: The Ringmeister is an uptight showman - a ponderous, prepostrous, perverted, pompous windbag. Born Reginald Frothingham III, this aristocratic arse became bored with the usual debauchery found in his high-society circles.
So he set off to scour the world for the finest circus performers money could buy. Well this would be true, except you'd have to replace the word "planet" with "immediate neighborhood", and the word "money" with "expired carwash coupons".
Nobody is quite sure where his best-est buddy "meester" came from, but we think he was somehow surgically removed from the Ringmeister. And possibly stepped on.
Snockers The Drunk-Ast Clown
PRESS: Once Snockers was a bright and happy clown, with just the right combination of juggling, pratfalls, and ethnic slurs. One day he auditioned for the role of spokesclown at the seventh largest burger chain in the southeast. But sadly, he forgot to lay off the liquor.
His high-octane breath was touched off by a lit chargrill in the studio... and the place went up in a mighty fireball. Once the flames were extinguished, the smoke cleared, and the dead buried, Snockers learned he was passed over for the job, which instead went to his arch-nemesis Froze-O the Clown.
Realizing the peak of his career would be a shoe dye commercial from 1983, this drunk-ast bastard has sunk into the bottle like never before.
Flingo The Filthy Monkey
PRESS: Flingo is a rare Kaka-poochin monkey from the Dudu hills of Peru. As a baby, he was smuggled into the country in a jock strap, and I think he's still bitter about it. Wouln't you be?
He shows his contempt by pelting the good folks with his favorite ammunition-- pure Flingo. His aim is exceptional, he can knock a peanut out of a fat kid's teeth from 30 yards. He doesn't show any pity, and he doesn't take any crap-- although he gives plenty.
Of course his favorite target is the Ringmeister. He just loves to "stick it to the man" (literally). For as the Zen proverb goes.... a man without kness cannot duck.
Trini Trapeezee Siren of the Swing
PRESS: Whenever you go to the circus, you'll see all the guys crowding around Trini's ring. Ms. Trapeezee is in many ways the real star of the circus, being a superb aerial acrobat, and the only member with any real bankable talent. She can do things on that swing that, uh... well nevermind.
She came from somewhere behind the dreaded "Iron Curtain". When she met the Ringmeister, he promised to take her away with the circus. Of course she thought he meant "The" circus. You know the one I mean. But instead it was just "a" circus, and not even one that was decent. Or safe. Or licensed. Poor Trini.
Someone said she might have a slight thing for the boss' pal "Meester".
Ellaphat The Portly Pachyderm
PRESS: Ellaphat has a bit of a weight problem. Try not to stare, point, laugh, or look directly at him. If you make him upset you'll be sorry.
"Big L" joined the circus a few years ago. Actually, the circus joined him. They found him at an abandoned car dealership, too friggin' fat to leave after the place closed up. The ringmeister, in his thriftiness, just staked a tend over him and set up the circus right there.
Ellaphat doesn't really do much except complain about liberals and welfare, watch daytime trash TV, and eat Bucky Yuck's Brand Fried P-Nutz.
Unfortunately, the expense of feeding this mastodon pretty much wipes out any profits for the year.
This is the premier line of Sikk-Nac Figurines from MrDandy aka James Hakola! Each character figurine stands between 3.5 to 4.5 inches tall, and are cast from high-quality porcelain resin, and hand-painted "to sikkening perfection!" (Each also includes a hidden shelf fastener for added safety!)
With a SRP of US$13-per - DKE Toys is currently distributing (check with your fav retailer for availability), or you can go direct to Sikk.com to order direct. Meanwhile, CLICK THRU for an individual introduction to The Ringmeister, Snockers, Flingo, Trini and Ellaphat!
The Ringmeister
PRESS: The Ringmeister is an uptight showman - a ponderous, prepostrous, perverted, pompous windbag. Born Reginald Frothingham III, this aristocratic arse became bored with the usual debauchery found in his high-society circles.
So he set off to scour the world for the finest circus performers money could buy. Well this would be true, except you'd have to replace the word "planet" with "immediate neighborhood", and the word "money" with "expired carwash coupons".
Nobody is quite sure where his best-est buddy "meester" came from, but we think he was somehow surgically removed from the Ringmeister. And possibly stepped on.
Snockers The Drunk-Ast Clown
PRESS: Once Snockers was a bright and happy clown, with just the right combination of juggling, pratfalls, and ethnic slurs. One day he auditioned for the role of spokesclown at the seventh largest burger chain in the southeast. But sadly, he forgot to lay off the liquor.
His high-octane breath was touched off by a lit chargrill in the studio... and the place went up in a mighty fireball. Once the flames were extinguished, the smoke cleared, and the dead buried, Snockers learned he was passed over for the job, which instead went to his arch-nemesis Froze-O the Clown.
Realizing the peak of his career would be a shoe dye commercial from 1983, this drunk-ast bastard has sunk into the bottle like never before.
Flingo The Filthy Monkey
PRESS: Flingo is a rare Kaka-poochin monkey from the Dudu hills of Peru. As a baby, he was smuggled into the country in a jock strap, and I think he's still bitter about it. Wouln't you be?
He shows his contempt by pelting the good folks with his favorite ammunition-- pure Flingo. His aim is exceptional, he can knock a peanut out of a fat kid's teeth from 30 yards. He doesn't show any pity, and he doesn't take any crap-- although he gives plenty.
Of course his favorite target is the Ringmeister. He just loves to "stick it to the man" (literally). For as the Zen proverb goes.... a man without kness cannot duck.
Trini Trapeezee Siren of the Swing
PRESS: Whenever you go to the circus, you'll see all the guys crowding around Trini's ring. Ms. Trapeezee is in many ways the real star of the circus, being a superb aerial acrobat, and the only member with any real bankable talent. She can do things on that swing that, uh... well nevermind.
She came from somewhere behind the dreaded "Iron Curtain". When she met the Ringmeister, he promised to take her away with the circus. Of course she thought he meant "The" circus. You know the one I mean. But instead it was just "a" circus, and not even one that was decent. Or safe. Or licensed. Poor Trini.
Someone said she might have a slight thing for the boss' pal "Meester".
Ellaphat The Portly Pachyderm
PRESS: Ellaphat has a bit of a weight problem. Try not to stare, point, laugh, or look directly at him. If you make him upset you'll be sorry.
"Big L" joined the circus a few years ago. Actually, the circus joined him. They found him at an abandoned car dealership, too friggin' fat to leave after the place closed up. The ringmeister, in his thriftiness, just staked a tend over him and set up the circus right there.
Ellaphat doesn't really do much except complain about liberals and welfare, watch daytime trash TV, and eat Bucky Yuck's Brand Fried P-Nutz.
Unfortunately, the expense of feeding this mastodon pretty much wipes out any profits for the year.
