This Skull Toothpick Holder has a name. That name is Moe Hawk. He has a spiky attitude and a zest for life. Probably because he has starred in like all of the Mad Max movies. Yeah, now you know him, right? Yeah, that guy. He was that guy on the cycle, that guy who took the arrow to the face, the guy who went flying through the air. He’s pretty prolific.
The more you pick your teeth, the balder this guy gets. Seems like a fair trade to me.
Now you can keep your stuff inside of a shiny metal head. Which beats a shiny metal butt. This Steampunk Skull Purse will hold all of your stuff. It’s got all kinds of gears and whatnot and the head opens up all cool like.
I’m pretty sure this is one of my ex-girlfriends, cuz there’s nothing in that pretty head and you can see the gears moving, but still nothing but a vacant stare. Nobody’s home.
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12 Chocolate Caramel Toffee Skulls. All around a table. The fate of one man in their hands. What will they decide? Is he innocent. Or guilty of murder? It’s so tense!
That’s 12 Angry men you idiot!
Oh. Well… You don’t know they aren’t angry. And delicious. They look like Skeletor after he fell asleep for like 10 hours in a tanning bed.
This I Got Brain Skull Candle Holder Set lets you burn brains as candles, while inside of skulls. Hey I got brain too. Nah. I lied. I can’t brain today. I can barely even adult.
The seller’s name is Brainfart55. Is that your ask or your IQ? Hahahahaha. Both? Cool. Nah. I kid, I kid. Now if you’ll excuse me I am going to draw a hot bath and burn some brain candles.
*Falls asleep in the tub*
Wakes up to see all of the gooey brain mass dripping out of the skull and jumps like 10 feet! Jeebus Christ! I thought someone had been shot! This is why I can’t have relaxing baths!
Victorian Skull Cufflinks are skulls for your formal attire. Whatever that means. I don’t dress up. Obviously. Put ’em on your cuffs and look creepy and awesome. They don’t have jaws so they won’t give you any jibber-jabber.
I had a pair of cufflinks once. Was on my way to some fancy shindig and trying to get ’em on, when I said to this guy, “Cuff me. Would ya?” So he cuffed me and threw me in the back of the police car. He eventually helped me with my cufflinks and let me off with a warning not to turn myself in like that, followed by “You fat bas*ard.” I agreed and we went our separate ways.
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