Antique store horrors.

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You never know what you’ll find when you go antique shopping. Suffering from a nervous disorder?

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Plug in for instant relief. Or electrocution …

Searching for a few taxidermied squirrel asses?

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Look no more.

I actually wanted to buy the smaller one of these for the man cave… ( it’s the closest I’ll ever get to killing that little red bitch who chews through our walls ) but the husband wouldn’t let me.

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Need to give multiple fingers at once? They have that too.

And finally, if you want to suck out the souls of your grandchildren this Christmas?

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Vintage Santa is waiting with open arms.

😳

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31 thoughts on “Antique store horrors.”

  1. Those taxidermied squirrel asses probably aren’t all that old. Anyone contemplating buying one should require the antique store owner to produce the squirrel’s birth certificate — no ifs, ands, or butts.

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