I found these poots
It appears that the first one murdered the poot king for his crown but he wants more power
The second must be a rival king, cowering in fear that he will be found and smashed
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A charming find from the bins, brings a little forest and cottage into the work space 🧡
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THE PURE SWEET FAT OF THE HOG CANNOT SAVE YOU
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The only regret is not buying this masterpiece
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I have a big photoshoot to prepare for, so what am I doing right now?
Writing a post about weird thrift store discoveries.
Hey, batteries are charging! Gimme a break.
We begin with a decidedly-malicious teapot…
“Listen, I may be short ‘n’ stout, but this handle and this spout can break your face, ya hear?”
…a chair with… um…
…with… an image I cannot explain…
Is he taunting the approaching sitter, inciting them to sit on him? Or, is he supposed to have been squished by the sitter?
…and this special lil’ LP, complete with my favorite character…
…Rabies, the soulless devil ‘coon of happiness.
Yeah, he summons your trash to the underworld, but he loves his job, y’know?
And now, I have a simple request:
Please explain this.
A canvass print… of meat… that’s printed askew…
…and the photo used even has motion blur?!
Would a butcher’s shop want to have a photo on the wall that’s literally just what you’ll see if you look 5 feet down? Did a proud butcher hang it in their home? Was it the least-cost-efficient prop for a school play? We need answers!
But that’s not all.
That’s right. Drink it in.
Yes, this is real.
No, this was not a joke record.
This lady’s hair actually existed in the real world.
She has transcended to the 8th level of beehive, can she be stopped in time?
–Colin (instagram! | photo blog!)
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bought this pink abomasnow for 25¢ at a con
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*looking at thrift store in Virginia*
“Huh. There’s not much soul-sucking stuff here–”
“…”
“…ok, well, that’s a *little* creepy, but we’ve seen weirder.”
*walks 14 feet*
“…wait, what’s that thing?”
“…is… is that a cat… with the head of… um…”
“…ok, fine. You win on the weirdness front, thrift store.”
“Can’t imagine why it was 50% once upon a time.”
*looks 5 feet to the right*
“Ooh! Cool! It’s one of the fish moulds every grandma has on her wall!”
“That would be fun to–…”
“…”
“…is that…”
“…oh my.”
“…yup, I think we all know what needs to happen now.”
Welp. Time to make 80 fluid ounces of Jell-O.
–Colin (instagram! | photo blog! | BTS!)
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You are the dancing uncle, old and salty, only slightly cursed
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