My theory™:
After the clusterbang that will be climate change and nuclear holocaust and whatever else nasty we've chosen to inflict upon this fine Earth, all that will be left will be roaches, Rush Limbaugh, and massive piles of curios and knick-knacks.
Of course, I won't be around to see this proven, but I'm pretty confident Rush will be bitterly battling the roaches for title of Knick-Knack Lord Supreme until the sun blows up and everything is reduced to universe-drifting ash. In the meantime, please to enjoy this latest lot of goofball decor!
I dunno, wherever you go these days, it always seems like there's a bunch of damn cocks hangin' out.
Oh, the pride.
It's not the lame visual pun I like here, it's the groovy flare jeans on the couple and that the Presidents look horrifically bisected.
WHY?
There's nothing that says "charming home" like a ceramic alcoholic figurine.
I object. This is NOT "THE Love Boat," it is a sailboat RIPOFF!
It was -- and perhaps still is -- someone's actual lifetime's work putting these shell mice together. This might make you feel a bit better about your own life in comparison.
Ladies and gentlemen, please greet New Jersey Governor Chris Christie!
What a metaphor: Cinderella meets Prince Charming, and then spends the rest of her life shoved in a BOX!
These kittens are as dumb as a big box of chicken feathers in the middle of a field.
I hope the person who designed this Elfvis rots in Pun Hell.
And finally...gee, I thought Spokane was a conservative town!