This is a Weird Revered post.
In the spirit of Halloween, here are a few of my strangest finds from the last few months.
Because, deep down, we all want to be ducks.
No triangle eyes or jagged teeth for this pumpkin.
Nope, this one gets long eyelashes and elegant gloves.
A new genre altogether—the patriotic pumpkin.
Where are his teeth? And his eyeballs?
And does his smile have to be THAT wide and creepy?
I think this is supposed to be a man with a great big jutting jaw covered
in a massive beard. But there's no color, no definition other than the skis.
My eyes swim looking at him.
Have you ever seen such a look of disgust? (I've placed this guy
near my cat's litter box—seems like a good place for that permanent scowl.)
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