I’m so forgetful I would forget my skull if it wasn’t attached to my head. And guess what? These Ceramic Sugar Skull Keychains are not attached and I just lost mine already. These colorful keychains look pretty damn cool. Mostly cuz they are bright and shiny and I’m simple like that. They apparently come in all sorts of colors. Now, where did mine go?
Tag: keychain
Bigfoot And Other Cryptid Keychains – Keys To The Cryptid Kingdom
You’ll never lose your keys when they are attached to a cryptid. Etsy seller SupernaturalShack sells these cool keychains that will hold your keys in paranormal style. Hmmm. I had a supernatural shack once, but it vanished. Anyway, you can choose from Bigfoot and the Flatwoods Monster in two styles. They make any set of keys the keys to the cryptid kingdom. I’ve never been, but I hear it’s lovely this time of year.
Get Lynched – Eraserhead Baby Victor Keychain
Hold your keys the weird way. This Eraserhead Baby Victor Keychain is based on David Lynch’s Eraserhead. He’s pretty adorable huh? His head will not erase pencil marks just so we’re clear. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to see a lady in a radiator.
Fetus Keychain
Man I lose my keys all of the time. You know why? Cuz they arent attached to a giant pink fetus, obviously. There’s no way you lose your keys when there’s a fetus involved. Oh and the Fetus Keychain is squishy, so, you know, feel free to use it as a stress reliever or just strangle your fetus for no reason. I ain’t judging. They look like little aliens. It goes with this fetus for your wall.
Zombie Friendship Keychains – Apocalypse Partners
Freddy Mercury said it best. Friends will be friends… Kind of obvious in retrospect, but there you have it. Friends are friends. Right till the end. Sometimes that end is a zombie apocalypse, with you shooting your friend in the head because your BFF is a dirty rotten zombie. That’s the way it goes. Doesn’t mean you aren’t friends. Just means you don’t want them eating your brain. Anyway, this Zombie Friendship Keychains set signifies that you and your BFF are zombie apocalypse partners and that you vow to do whatever it takes when the zombies roam the streets. Even if that thing is splitting up and running when you see the undead.
Even though it means that you will never find each other again, while you live a harsh life of survival, doing whatever you have to to get by, so that 5 years later your shaggy bearded self checks the zombie traps you set (the ones where they step on a trigger and a blade swings down, chopping their heads off) only to find a headless zombie body and the other half of your keychain in its pocket.
*Tears* So sad. Still friends. But so sad.