Saw dinosaurs. You know what? Still cool. Why? Because they're frickin' dinosaurs!!
One of the fabled World Ender Machines. WEMs are not to be played with. That's why this is unplugged and upside down; no electricity to run volts and the skillfully contained Dinky God Midget Percy is left standing on his flustered head, ergo, no apocalypse.
Not good for my libido, nope. ~whew~
The rockingest item in the entire flea market today. Look how sweet that cover is! They say if you eat a stadium bleachers' worth of ultra-sugary cereal then have 11 sumo-sized combined sessions of hitting the cheeba, things start to look like this. The font scares me the most.
The Haul For The Day
A gift for that future Crazy Cat Lady that'll be my significant other. I'm loopy. She's crazy. Oooh it's a match.
The Zombie Crawl is coming up, ain't it? Don't know what comic/cartoon this came from so I named him Gobo. Gobo has busted knees from performing 600B moonsaults, likes scotch aged no less than 12 years and enjoys occasional walks in the park, especially at and after midnight when filled to the brim with human chum. Mmmmm braaaains. Little known fact? Before Gobo decomposed he had a passing resemblance to action hit movie star Jason Statham.
Aye yo rock! It's red. Flip it around and . . .
Aaaand pig porn. Yup. Pig porn. Well, it's actually a satirical magazine associating the sleaze of man with the nature of swine and the constructs by whichblah blah blah biddy-boo blah blah . . . DUDE CHECK OUT THE CENTERFOLD!
Dayum. Taffy Lovely, you's a hot mama.
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