A handy little resource for those that never kept the original box or the instructions that came with it. Somewhere -- in the dark recesses of the basement -- the Transformers of my youth are packed away safely and preserved for future generations (be they boy or girl) waiting anxiously to see the light of day. They've been there for almost 15 years or whenever the last time I started to clean out that section of the basement.
This reminds me of a kid I used to know when I was 12. He used to spend most of his free time melting GI Joe action figures. He must've used quite a few cans of WD-40 and yet his parents never seemed to notice. Sadly, I think it was all down hill after his formative "melting" years.
Update: This link came from Boing Boing via Josh.