Hey Rudy, remember those personalized envelopes you lost? Yeah, we found ‘em.
All 4 boxes of them!
Seriously??? What on earth would you do with 4 boxes of the former MN Senator’s envelopes? You can buy the whole set for around $12. Hell of a deal, If you’re Rudy. It makes me wonder how these escaped his office and ended up here at a thrift store. Somebody should be getting a talking to about swiping office supplies.
Something about this mold is a little off. Can you see it?
How many legs does this creature need anyway? And how in the hell did this make it past the manufacturers?
Someone’s been building sand castles.
Oh my, you know it’s bad when the knick knackery is crying out for help!
If he was, would he really be here at the thrift store?
At first I saw this and thought it was just a play on the whole “For Dummies” series but then I got to thinking… What exactly does this say about the people eating these cookies?
If the cookies are for dummies, what do the smart people get?
How many licks DOES it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?
Maybe this googly eyed owl will know?
Lisa thinks: Or maybe not. . . considering his glasses are all effed up. Poor dude. Hope he doesn't really need them.
Apparently the world really WILL never know. Sigh.
Because nothing says classy like moldy peeling cacti.
Methinks the perfect place for these would be in the fire pit on campfire night. (A weekly ritual in our neighborhood. Campfire night, that is. Not nasty cacti.)
Has it really been over a week since we’ve posted? Shame on us. We have no excuse – other than it was the first week of school and Kim and I spent all day Saturday at the Little Falls Craft Fair (which if you are from MN, you will know is no small event – but we got some wicked cute stuff!) Anyhoo, I was sort of hoping that as summer wound down that the crazy busy hectic-ness would slow down but I was way wrong. (sigh) I’m ready for a vacation! In the midst of our crazy week we did manage to get a quick thrifting trip in so we have some great new crazy lined up for you all.
Speaking of the crazy… Here is our entry for the day. All I know is that if you want your kids to NOT drink, then give them this cup. Holy crap! I never was afraid of the Campbell's soup kid until I saw this cup! This could give a kid nightmares. Mommy could mix her cocktail in this thing and it would be totally safe. No kid would want to touch it for fear that the crazy soup kid would eat their face off.
Cheers!
Lisa thinks: He may have alopecia. . .
Well hello again! I know, it’s been a while since we’ve had anything to say, but we have a good excuse. Vacation! A long weekend of camping and adventure and while some bloggers are organized enough to have posts lined up in advance, I am not nearly so organized.
I’ve mulled over today’s picture for a while trying to figure out exactly what to say. I mean, a little ceramic parking spot for your chewed gum? Why on earth would anyone need that? Then it hit me, while we were out camping when I saw one of the girls sitting at the picnic table with a bag of chips and a big wad of gum stuck to the back of her hand. What that girl needs is a gum parker! Great idea in theory, but who’s going to lug this thing around? Not to mention people might start to wonder if every time you spit out your gum, you pulled out a creepy looking cat thingie to stick it to so you could chew it later. Gum doesn’t even hold it’s flavor long enough to hang on to it that long.
So if your not going to bring it with you wherever you go, do you set this thing beside your bed so you can park your gum there at night and pick it up in the morning? eww. Just buy more gum. Unless you are that crazy gum chewing kid, Violet, from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate factory. Maybe this belonged to her before she turned into a blueberry.
Lisa thinks: I don't think I would want my gum back from this creepy ass.
