Wear your intestines on your feet with these Intestine Socks. This will mess with anyone who has x-ray vision. They will be all like, “My powers must be messed up. Either that or this person has intestines in their legs. They must do a lot of walking to digest their food.”
Intestines will be the big fashion trend this year. I’m never wrong about these things. Except for that time I predicted that pop rocks would join salt and pepper as America’s new favorite seasoning. However that too shall come to pass.
I don’t even know what to say about this condom wrapped Durex mummy. Yeah I do. It looks like a Trojan factory worker took someone hostage and just used what they had handy to tie him up. Let’s see what the seller says. The seller’s words are in italics. My responses are bold.
“Trappings I” is a piece that demands inquiry.
Yeah, like why the f did you do it? Also, any other hobbies we should know about? Last inquiry: Do your hands smell like lube?
It arrests the attention of anyone looking at it.
Yeah, my attention is all handcuffed and beat with a baton. Can’t even make out your badge number through my black eye. Still swear I smell lube. Is that thing gonna stink worse or less as it sits on the mantel?
Not only due to the stark contrast of the actual materials used, but once one begins to question why they were used, a real debate can open up. This piece speaks to social issues that are raging even now. The interpretation is of course up to the viewer, but there were real issues I wanted to bring up with this piece.
We already know why you used the materials you used. It’s better they don’t go to waste. At least they were used for something. The only debate is whether you have any left over for future projects. Depends what kind of a deal you got on an economy pack. As far as issues the artist wanted to bring to this piece, oh yeah, you brought ’em! This piece is full of issues. Read more “Condom Porcelain Doll Sculpture: That Rascal Is Wrapped”
You talkin’ trash? U mad bro? I’m talkin’ trash. Etsy seller Artbytoast has some creepy/cool hand painted trash cans that will eat your garbage. They might even burp afterward. I should probably get one. This bachelor lifestyle is good and all, but I’m kinda sick of the whole “shovel by the pile of garbage in the kitchen corner.”
I mean, it isn’t that much of a hassle to open the kitchen window and shovel trash into our backyard garden like I’m powering a locomotive with coal, but I think it might be time to upgrade to an actual can for trash… Then I can just dump it all into the garden in one go. Yeah, I’m gonna spend the $40. Just as soon as I buy a few more video games.
The seller has several weird trash cans to choose from. Click through for more images. Read more “Creepy Trash Cans”
It’s Bone Jet. And she really has a bone to pick with that guitar. This figure moves and the eyes light up. I saw her in concert once. Awesome show. The set list was great. She played:
I”mmmm a bag of bones,
Put another dime in the jukebox baby.
Followed by one from her days with the Runaways:
Hello Daddy, Hello Mom
I need some Ca ca ca calcium
Awesome night, but she’s getting older now. The last song was nothing but creaky joints that replaced the guitar.*Ow! My hip! I knew I shouldn’t have made fun of her.*
I look so damn good in my new pants. So nice and clean. Man, check out my sweet man-butt. I’ll just sit down and relax for a minute. Kitty, no! No, kitty! That’s a bad kitty. Now I look like Chewbacca.
Yep. I’ve been there and you’ve been there. Cats just don’t give a f***. They are the creatures that invented the lap dance. They don’t even ask for cash or get some guy to hit you when you touch them. But they do leave hair all over your clothes.
That’s why I’m using one of these decoy cat laps with the crazy mom jeans. Let my cat get all up in that lap and leave it’s atomic hairballs behind. The lap is the only part of you they want anyway. Read more “Trick Your Cat With The Cat Lap”