SIXTEEN WEIRD RECORDS FROM THE MERCER ISLAND THRIFT SHOP!

Another forage through the dusty vinyl thrift store bins, this time returning to lovely Mercer Island, Washington! I never cease to be amazed. Please to enjoy!

WELL. DANG, SIR.

Who was the person who arrived at their local record store asking for calliope music "recorded out of doors???" TELL ME I WANT TO KNOW.

BOURVIL!!

ADAMO!!

I believe this knocked "Meet The Beatles" out of the #1 spot on the charts.

Not saying anything. Nope.

Why do all these animals look like they are on drugs?

I would be in a bad mood, too, if someone served me those miniature-ass drinks.

Wondering if any of these kids were able to live this down once they got to high school. Hoo eee.

I dunno, this fantasy land seems more like an impassable fiery mountain hell to me.

This album really should have been called, "My Name Is Bob, And I Have A Foot Fetish."

Look at that. Everyone is all "YAY!" and no one has dirty feet or a pestilence problem!

Um. No. No, thank you.

Uh, REALLY no, thank you.

This should be part of the medical disclaimer ad for vivid nightmares associated with the stop-smoking drug Chantix.

And finally, bald eagle? CHECK. Howling wolf? CHECK? Giant whale? CHECK? Sky-ripping '70s-style rainbow? OH, CHECK, BABY, CHECK!