Come on, kids, let’s go to the movies and have fun! But first mommy has the pack the seat covers, hand sanitizer, Tyvek moon suits, surgical bootie shoe covers, and face masks. Did I say face masks? It’s flu season – let’s get out the respirators!
Chair cover for movie and theater seats. Are you ever worried about head lice or bed bugs and concerned about movie seats. Bed bugs love cool dark places ie. movie seats. Kids heads rest for hours on movie seats. Who was there before you? These chair bags have pocket at top to slip over the top of chair and covers the whole movie seat and comes with carrying bag. Place bag on floor for a place to put your purse. When movie is over place cover in it’s own bag. When you get home throw in dryer on high for 30 mins. to kill bed bugs and head lice that may be following you home. Great for germaphobes. So nice to have peace of mind.
Maybe canceling the Netflix subscription WAS a bad idea.
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Shit I started decorating the other day thinking it was December.
Damn stores getting me all confused with their decorations up in September, pretty soon they will erect a permanent Christmas tree in our local mall with Easter Bunny, a witch, a flag for Australia Day and an effigy of me and be all fuck it, all the holidays are covered lets go home.
So this year I was thinking it would be SUPER CUTE if MPS bought me a present for each of the 12 days of Christmas.
Like an ipad and a new car and necklace from Tiffany’s.
As my dear old grandfather said, “They all looks the same, lovey,” {he had a metric butt tonne of grandkids and often called me Graeme. Ironically we never knew anyone called Graeme}… and it is the thought that counts.
Kelley – who is deeply disturbed by these cards because OMG THEY ARE NOT EVEN IN THE SAME FAMILY! Let alone genus or species… *rocks wildly in the corner wailing about the future of our children if Etsy sellers don’t know their Columbidae from their gawd damn Anatidae*
As an older, single, childless woman, I don’t feel like I can have a cat. Because one cat leads to two cats and two cats lead to three and the next thing you know, you’re shuffling around in a robe with a crocheted sunflower yellow tam on, filling trash can lids full of kibble and calling “Here, puss, puss, puss.”
If that were to happen, I would probably want these:
Then I could delight my rare visitors by showing them how cute a set of nesting dolls could be. “Look, he’s licking his butt, just like Rumplestiltskin licks his!”
The maker even acknowledges this:
Do you know a crazy cat lady? Buy her this solid wood set of nesting dolls, and make her day. I’ve painted each by hand, and hand stamped the words “lick everywhere, cough up, ignore, shred, poop” on the back of each doll. I then sealed the dolls with a top coat for protection.
So come on over. Just don’t wear black pants. There’s fur everywhere.