Category: Just Plain Weird

Bloody Skeleton Hand Journal

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bloody skeleton hand journalWhether you are jotting down some random thoughts, or writing the next great novel, this Bloody Skeleton Hand Journal says “Stay the hell out of my journal. The last guy to page through my journal lost a hand. He also bumped into a lit candle and dripped red wax allll over the damn thing. It was a mess. The pages are still sticking together! So just don’t! Please! Totally ruined that My Little Pony/Doctor Who fan fiction I was writing. Rainbow Dash and the Doctor had just kissed. I can’t even-”

*shudders* Write? I mean right? Keep your hand off my journal. And stop being a klutz. You almost burned the place down.

Cthulhu Fetus Pups

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cthulhu baby pups
My Cthulhu just had pups. Aren’t they adorable? I mean, they’re gonna grow up to destroy the world, but still. Now I gotta go through the hassle of printing up some flyers. You know “Free Cthulhu pups” call me at the number below. I named them Zoidberg, Squidchin, Tenta-butt and Squiggly.

Their mother died, so I have to milk them myself. I gotta come clean, the mother is fine. I just enjoy it. But my man-boobs are starting to dry up. Except when they cry. Then it’s like a leaky faucet. We got a weird bond thing happening. My nipples are pretty irritated though.

Damn it Zoidberg, stop clawing at the sofa.

Felt Dissected Easter Bunny: No Bunny Knows Easter Like The Coroner Bunny

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dissected easter bunny
The Easter Bunny has seen better days that’s for sure. This Felt Dissected Easter Bunny shows the furry deliverer of chocolates and sweets after he has been opened up by some coroner. Apparently he died of high cholesterol judging by those undigested eggs(And Easter grass) in his stomach.

Poor guy. By poor guy, I mean me. He died before he could deliver my Cadbury eggs and Peeps this year. Now what the hell am I gonna do? Somebody elect a new Easter bunny STAT! Is it an elected office? We have to save Easter!

*Buys a bunny suit and hits the candy isle at the local Walmart. Damn! Fatties have cleared the shelves. Hits some grocery stores. Buys everything they have. Easter will be saved!*

Easter day… *Lays in the corner groaning amid empty candy wrappers and foil. Chocolate all over my bunny suit. Ears bent to hell. In a drugged out candy coma. A swarm of bunnies burst through the door and pile onto me, beating the crap out of me with bunny limbs.*

I’m sorry. I meant to save Easter, but it’s mine. It’s all mine!*crying* I’m sick, I need help! I’ll get better I swear. I’ll go to rehab. Just one more Peep first. No, don’t eat me! *tears*

Exercise Flash Cards

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exercise flash cards
Who needs a personal trainer when you have these Exercise Flash Cards? I had to fire mine because he kept hassling me. *Are you ready yet?* Nah, I need to study these flash cards some more. *What about now?* No, I’m still not as up to date as I would like to be on my Plank Leg Lifts and such. Lifts a cheeto to my mouth as I study the cards.

You sir are fired. I just realized that I don’t look anything like that guy on the cards. I think I got the wrong flashcards. Are there any that show fatsos, preferably with exercises that I can do one handed while my other hand feeds my pie-hole non-stop? No? Yeah, these aren’t gonna work. I need a workout tailored specifically to my lifestyle.

Realistic Mouth In Glass

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mouth in glass dome
This Realistic mouth is…Realistic. Creepy realistic. Is it bad that I want to kiss it? Don’t worry my sweet, I’m a lover not a biter. Damn, this girl is all chin. I didn’t notice at first, but holy chin dynasty! I think we found that moon dude from the old McDonalds commercials. “It’s Mac tonight!”

No wonder they put this realistic mouth under glass. She’s a Jay Leno cloning experiment gone wrong. Or gone right I guess. The scientists were all like, “Get it under a dome quick!” Then Jay Leno walked in all whiny voiced and prissy like he does, “Hey guyth, whath going on? Any luck with my soulmate yet?”

“Just go for another ride around the block in one of your old cars Mister Leno. We’ll let you know.” *Whispers* “Never tell him. Their chins must not collide!” *Makes large explosion motion with hands*