Tag Archives: creepy dolls

Things I have no explanation for.

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This first one makes me cringe.

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Remember when I posted about those creepy dolls washing up on the Texas shore a while back? Well now you have the opportunity to own one.

Though why the hell you’d want to I can’t fathom.

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I see this every time we visit my SIL at the nursing home. It stands in a driveway down the road from the facility.

Is it Odysseus?

Did he just do a few laps in the pool?

I simply don’t know.

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We stopped at a local bar the other afternoon for some liquid refreshment.

Did they make a good margarita?

Yes.

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Why is there a giant goat head mounted above the bar watching me drink it?

I have no idea.

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For the love of all that’s holy… no.

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What the Hell Texas!

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Loyal readers know I dislike dolls. Those dead eyed, soul stealing little human replicants have haunted my dreams for decades. So when I read about the abominations washing up on shore in Texas?

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I cringed.

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Figuratively and literally.

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The thought of casually strolling down the beach and bumping my toe into that makes me want to scream.

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Thirty.

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Of those…. things.

😱

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Thank you John. You’re doing the world a great service.

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Burn them.

Burn them all…..

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