Make everyday Oktoberfest with these Oktoberfest Skeleton Gnomes in your garden. No one knows how to party like Oktoberfest Skeleton Gnomes. This pair may look cool and decomposed, but they turn it up to 11.
They raise their frothy mugs year round and look like they are about to fling some choice curse words at your neighbors. With these guys the party may be dead, but it goes on forever.
Check out this piece of Die Antwoord Baby Rat Taxidermy. If you don’t know who Die Antwoord is, I feel sorry for you. They are awesome and weird as f**k. Look them up now and either be blown away or totally freaked out by their music videos.
Ninja and Yolandi have never looked better. Actually they have. But not by much. Now I have that song going through my head. “I fink you’re freaky and I like you a lot!”. That’s kinda how I feel about this piece.
This Diarrhea Toilet Paper reminds me that the only dance I can do is the cha cha. As in Diarrhea cha cha cha. It has funny diarrhea phrases all over. Which beats having actual diarrhea all over it. I just like typing diarrhea. Cha cha cha.
Use it for those special occasions. Like when you actually have diarrhea. Might cheer you up.
Quick. Get to da chopper! No you idiot, not the motorcycle with da long front wheel, de heli-chopper! *Predator stabs me through the back and rips out my spine.* Thanks for clarifying Arnold. Next time be more specific. I mean chopper could also mean blender for Christ’s sake. You want me to run toward a blender? Thanks for ending my life with your less than clear advice! *Dies*
This Predator Crochet Mask is scary and crafty as hell. Experience the softer side of Predator. And if you are in the jungle and running from Predator, be very clear about what you are shouting. Lookin’ at you Arnold.
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Aw! Puppies. Now pile them on top of each other! For fun! This Puppy Pile-Up Game is all about using chopsticks to balance miniature dogs on top of a tower of teacups. So basically the same thing I do when i have tea.
*Sips loudly with my pinky extended.* Fluffy, come here. *Picks up my chopsticks. Tests them in my fingers. Looks at tiny dog. Looks back at chopsticks.* F**k it! *Drops chopsticks and picks the dog up with my hands. Balances it on a tower of teacups. *Now stay there Fluffy. I’m off to find the neighbor’s dog. If anyone stops by, don’t you dare tell them I cheated. You were picked up by chopsticks. Got it? Good!
I know you used to be the neighbor’s dog too. That was then this is now. Don’t sass me Fluffy.
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