So you’re in the bat cave doing your bat make-up… You need a Bat Mirror. If nothing else, it puts your face between a pair of bat-wings so you know what you look like as a Vampire. If you decide that you look good, go ahead and let a Vampire bite your neck. Plus, you will look good girl! You go with your bad and batty self.
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Mirror mirror on the- What the shuck! This Taxidermy Mirror With Snake/Skunk Creature has a special place in my home so we can both be ugly in the mirror at the same time. I take that back. This mirror ain’t big enough for both our ugly. Now step aside before I break that long neck.
It is made with a skunk skull and Python vertebrae. So it is called a Skython. Or a slithering Snunk. On a different note, I don’t think I’m sober yet. Gonna come back and blog in an hour. I still won’t be sober, but I also won’t care. Kisses.
What the deuce?! This Scottish Wood Imp Looking In The Mirror is horrified by what he is seeing. I don’t blame him. I am too. He’s all flapping his imp wings and scratching the frame with his nails. He always thought he was more handsome than that. Nope. That’s why ya never show an imp a mirror. Actually you know what? I don’t think he’s scared. Check out that impish grin. I think he is trying to have sex with that handsome imp in the mirror. That explains all of the scratching and excitement. I hope he doesn’t break the mirror with his erection. That’s seven years bad luck cuz your pee pee is sore for that long. Unless he’s l-imp? Ha ha ha ha ha. And his name is Dick. Ha ha ha ha.
I should get out more.
I always look grim in this mirror. Don’t know why. Must be the lighting. More likely, it’s the two Grim Reapers on this Grim Reapers and Roses Framed Mirror. Damn, I thought Guns N Roses knew how to rock, but they are nothing compared to Grim Reapers and Roses. Their concerts are to die for, cuz people are dying to get in. Anywho, enjoy admiring yourself in this Gothic archway of death.
Don’t be scared though. The seasons don’t fear the Reaper. Nor do the wind, sun and the rain. So you shouldn’t either. Go ahead and knock on that mirror. Ya know why?
Cuz you’ll be knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door! Or hell maybe. Death’s door.
Step up to the Ornate Coffin Mirror and have a gander. See who is resting in peace. Spoiler alert. It’s you! It’s always gonna be you. And since you are going to die one day, this mirror tells the future. Unless you choose to be cremated. Then you’ll just show up as a blurry ashy shape in the mirror. What a thrill, to wake up and look into a coffin every morning and see your own fugly face of mortality staring back at you. Makes you feel alive. Also depressed.