Twin Peaks. Great place to visit. I wouldn’t want to live there though. Who am I kidding? I would live there just to eat the apple pie and drink the coffee. Speaking of TP(I mean Twin Peaks, not toilet paper), check out this $450. Laura Palmer doll from Etsy seller MisforMadness.
She comes all wrapped up in plastic, ready to throw in a lake and the box looks like her diary. Open it up and you see the red room. Pretty awesome. She even comes with an owl. You can check out more images below.
Fun fact. I used to date a woman called the log lady. They didn’t call her that because she carried around a piece of wood, but because she was always stacking logs like a lumberjack in the poop room. Went through two ceiling fans and a case of scented candles before I had to call it off. Such is life.
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Now is your chance to buy your very own plush colon. Just like your real colon, this guy is lovable and squeezable. The only difference is this one is clean, won’t pinch off a loaf and it has googly eyes. Usually, it’s me who gets googly eyes, from straining too hard.
Dr. Oz. The women love this guy. And why not? Any dude who uses props of giant rectums and vaginas, and makes his audience interact with dried human hearts is a guy that chicks obviously feel safe around. Seems legit. Well, how do you like him now? This 
Pissed that you never found a pot of gold from a Leprechaun under a rainbow? I hear ya. I’m pretty pissed about that myself. I chased rainbows for a whole summer once, driving a Ford Pinto, hanging a super soaker out the window, trying to create rainbows on the open highway. No dice. Leprechauns are the tight-fisted cheapskates of the mythical world.