This art piece, entitled Little Sister, is likely NOT what Queens of the Stone Age had in mind.  Nevertheless, for a hundred and fifty bones, you can have yourself a matted print of someone’s banana tied up with electrical tape & wire, & well, screwed.  Ahem.

My husband the electrician would probably take great offense to his banana being treated this way, despite his love for electrical tape & wire, and of course, getting screwed.

(now my brother is rocking in a corner somewhere. hee.)

Thanks Genvieve!

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What the WHAT!?

I can’t stop staring at those eff’n eyes. They seriously skeeve me the frig out.

I think I want this chandelier in the hallway outside my kids’ rooms.

Yes. I said chandelier.

Seriously.

RAAAWWWWWWWR. GET BACK IN YER BED!!!!

From the listing:

This octopus chandelier is made from sculpted arms and head, she has pink albino taxidermy glass eyes, pearl encrusted body covered with vintage and new pearls, scallop shells, pink pearl candles and painted with pearlized paint. She measures about 42″ diameter and is about 14″ tall.

Dude. Those eyes? ARE HUGE. I’d like to know what kind of *things* taxidermist are taxiderming that would needs eyes that ginormous AND ALBINO.

*shudder*

Come hither my pretties. Come feast among my shiny pearl-like eggs.

(or egg-like pearls? Whatever.)

And now ‘Octopussy‘ will forever have a whole new meaning to me.

P.S.? How could ’someone’ even name a movie that an it not be shot down immediately by those people who suck all the funny out of movie titles?

P.P.S. I can’t not giggle every time I say Octopussy.

P.P.S.S. Am twelve.

Thanks Pam D.!

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Hideous Hannah went down to Savannah,

holding her head in her hands.

She tried a bandana,

tied around her neck-a,

but her head kept rolling cross lands.

(her nose looks like Michael Jackson’s did.)

I kind of love this and think it would be perfect for Avitable’s Halloween party!

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And I really love this lamp.  It’s Rosemary’s Baby meets Silence of the Lambs.  Heh.  Silence of the LAMP.

I Love Lamp.

Thanks Burgh Baby!

Photos by Julian Wearne

I try my damnedest not to think about death. I mean, I *just* turned 28, have two young and AWESOME kids and an AWESOME husband who just bought me a MacBook Pro for  my birthday – needless to say, things are alright at the moment.

Geez, Debbie Downer. This is supposed to be a FUNNY website. Get on with it already.

Sometimes thoughts arise and it can’t be helped. I’ve thought about what I would want for my funeral and reception but only in small details. Pink tulips, gerbera daisies and Norman Greenbaum’s Spirit in The Sky.

Oh, and booze. Lots and lots of booze.

One thing I have not thought about was my casket.

Frig, this really is a downer. There’s FUNNY, I PROMISE! Stick with me peeps.

A casket should be a personal decision, since well, you’re going to be in it a long time. Good thing I found this, because now I can cross that off my list too.

A wicker casket.

OH, HELLZ YES!!

I want mine to come with a carpet of flowers too.

Speaking of wicker, there are NOT enough crafts of wicker on this site. We definitely need more, because without wicker life is really dull.

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