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Set of 4 Minimalist Scary Movie Mask Shot Glasses

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Set of 4 Minimalist Scary Movie Mask Shot Glasses
Give me a shot bartender! I just seen something that scared me senseless and I can’t stop shaking. *Looks around me all nervous. Bartender pours the drink. Sets it in front of me, using a glass from this Set of 4 Minimalist Scary Movie Mask Shot Glasses. I shriek like a banshee.*

Why you screaming?

Because that’s what I saw. The face on the glass! The scream ghost guy!

*He pours another. I scream like Justin Bieber faced with an actual woman.*

What’s your problem now bud?

Tha- That rabbit face on the glass. He was with the scream ghost guy.

*Pours another. I scream.*

What the hell? I gave you a blank glass this time.

*Wipes the glass until it’s clear.* Oh thank god. That smudge mark looked like my ex-wife!

Vertebrae Shot Glasses

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Vertebrae Shot Glasses
Slipped disc? You’re drinking from it. I’m not inebriated. I am In-vertebrae-ated. So there. These Vertebrae Shot Glasses really help you put your back into it when you knock back a drink.

*Feeling tipsy.* Sure, I’ll have another drink. Spine with me.

*More tipsy* Say what do ya call an Egyptian back guy? A Cairo-Practer. Nose, I’m not drunk.

*Far beyond tipsy* Go aheads, click glasses together again. “This is Spinal Tap.” S’okay s’okay. Nosh drunk. Gonna talk to the pretty lady. Hey. Can I get your Lumbar? *Hiccup* Or at least some lumbar support…?

Bird Footed Vodka Shot Glasses

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bird feet shot glassesBartender! I’ll have a shot of Vodka, but only if you can serve it on top of a chicken foot with strange magical symbols on it.

Why did the chicken cross the road? To get the hell away from whoever made these shot glasses out of their feet. That’s why. Seems pretty obvious to me now.

Here are a set of 6 bird footed shot glasses. I wouldn’t recommend tracing those symbols with your finger. They seem all magical and dangerous. They come from Russia with love.

In mother Russia, you are not truly drunk until table filled with feet of bird!