Are those Sleepy Bat Earrings? Did you have to read them a little bedtime story? Give them a glass of milk before tucking them in? Ahhh. Isn’t that adorable? You’re really driving me batty cuz you look so good with those bats in your ear. Mind if I read them a bedtime story? *whispers in your ear* Once upon a time… *Starts nibbling your ear.* OW! Why’d you slap me? I just love bats. Geesh. Is that a crime? I guess if you call the cops it is. So you tell me if it’s a crime. Cuz if it is, I better get out of here. Good thing I shaved. Ya know why? Cuz I’m a smooth criminal!
Author: Artemis Winterford
Stunning Gothic Skull and Rose Lace Choker
This Skull and Rose Lace Choker is a terrifying accessory for a terrifying, but beautiful woman. I’m just assuming. It has a fine black rose lace base with a huge black skull that has red glass crystal eyes, wearing a crown of chains. It’s what everyone is Transylvania is wearing this season. Again, I’m just assuming. You can say to people, “Hey, my skull is up here.” That will be fun.
Garage Teeth Kit For Your House Of Horrors
This Garage Teeth Kit turns your garage into a Monster Garage. One that eats cars and taunts the neighbors. Perfect for Halloween. Hell, I’d keep this up year round. People gotta know how hungry my garage is. Add some eyes to windows above the garage for an extra scary look. My garage demands a sacrifice!
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Miniature Monster Dioramas
Etsy seller MrHamiltonArt likes to make monsters. He’s a real Victor Frankenstein. He makes all kinds of cool Miniature Monster Dioramas that you can display on your desk or wherever. His shop has Sharkman, Dracula, a Werewolf, Frankenstein, a Xenomorph and many more. They are equally cute and creepy. I gotta collect them all.
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Cool Werewolf European Folklore Art Print
Aaoooooo! Werewolves of London! Check out this Werewolf European Folklore Art Print and learn all about werewolves, which are basically just naked men covered in fur, running around the countryside and howling at the moon. In other words, me every night when the pub closes. Which reminds me, I still have to find my tattered clothes from last night.