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Spirit Board Crates – The Real Spirit Box

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Spirit Board Crates - The Real Spirit Box
Get your Spirit Board Crates here! They are perfect for holding your spirit boards. Because who doesn’t have like a ton of Ouija boards hanging around the house? Get like 100 of these crates, fill ’em with Ouija boards, then put ’em in a truck and transport them across the country! What are the odds that this shipment makes it? Or it does make it, but every other car it passes is demolished and run off the road by a thousand specters! Or you could just, you know, decorate with these spirit board crates. And let the spirits have their way with your home.

If you want an actual spirit board, check out the Call The Mothman spirit board.

6 Headed Clock – Half Past Horror

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6 Headed Clock - Half Past Horror
With this 6 Headed Clock, it’s always time for terror. Six heads are better than one I guess. Six screaming tormented heads. I only wish that they screamed on the hour, every hour. Hey man, what time is it? Well, let me look at the cl- WHAT THE SHIZZ? HOLY HELL. KILL IT! TIME IS A LIE! *Passes out*

Now to start my script titled “Six heads Tormented Through Time” starring Nicolas Cage in a six role tour de’ force. It will make you vomit. It will make you hurl. It will make you chuck and those heads don’t give a f**k! And in case you didn’t know, here’s a clock featuring Edgar Allan Poe. It ain’t no 6 Headed Clock, but whatevs.

Dill Pickle Scented Alien Head Candle

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Dill Pickle Scented Alien Head Candle
So what’s the big dill? This Dill Pickle scented Alien head candle, that’s what. Why dill? Why the hell not? For all I know that’s what they probe you with. That would be quite a pickle. Definitely not an i-dill situation. Anyway, if you want the sweet scent of dill while staring at a burning alien head you might be high and if not you can have that experience right here with this strange Scented Alien Head Candle. It doesn’t probe my bung-hole so much as it blows my mind.

Now I’m gonna open up a jar of pickles and put them in briefcases so we can all play dill or no deal like I was Howie Man-dill. That would be my I-dill Friday night anyway. That show is a vlasic. I mean a classic. And I think I just ran out of pickle jokes. It had to happen sooner or later. Nothing lasts forever. Not even a green alien head candle burning brightly while emitting the sweet scent of pickles. Which are just elderly cucumbers if we are being honest. If I sound drunk it’s because I am. I’ve been downing loads of this Alien Beer. It is not pickle flavored.

Straight Outta The Coffin T-Shirt

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Straight Outta The Coffin T-Shirt
Gang gang! This Straight Outta The Coffin T-Shirt is some serious gang shizz. The coffin gang. Definitely, the bloods then, not the crypts. Wear it and show your colors cuz you know the werewolf gang on the upper east side ain’t playin’ and stuff is about to pop off! They been lifting their legs in our hood and showing disrespect, pissing on every fire hydrant like the dogs they are. It’s war. It’s also starting to really smell bad.

Fresh out of your coffin? Also, check out this Coffin Zen Garden.

Straight Outta The Coffin

Ain’t been out dat often

My and my possie out for blood.

Pants are outta fashion

Like I’m expecting a flood.

Sipping O Negative like it was a positive

From my gothic pimp cup. It’s my prerogative.

Flying through the night with my bat homies

Sucking from the neck of a chick named Naomi.

I ain’t playing no garlic, I ain’t playing no cross.

Gotta make a note so I don’t forget to floss.

Teeth are all filed sharp as a razor.

I’m marking each victim with a mother f***ing laser.

Back to my coffin cuz I’m tired as sh*t

Been drinkin’ all night and it’s time to quit.

Creepy Face Plaque To Make Your Walls Crawl

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Creepy Face Plaque To Make Your Walls Crawl
This Creepy Face Plaque goes on your wall to make it seem like some creeper is watching you from another room. This would be the one that you know about anyway. I can’t tell if he’s startled by what he’s seen or happy about it, but he’s definitely seen some sh*t. Oh yeah, you’ve seen some caca if you’re watching me. You have no idea. That’s gotta suck not being able to scratch your own nose though, so maybe help him out from time to time. Give him a little scratch is all I’m saying. A little tickle now and then. I would personally hide this on the inside of a cabinet door to scare the hell out of anyone trying to steal my snacks. So I hereby name him Snack Guardian. This creepy face plaque kinda reminds me of the old lady in the Goonies. He really should get more sleep. I mean look at those bags under the eyes. Look at that skin? Would a little moisturizer kill ya? I’m talking about some simple self care my man.  No one else will love you until you love you. That’s all I’m saying. Even your damn lips are chapped.