Down a long, deserted aisle at Michaels after store closing, little Esmerelda comes to life. She unsticks her eyes and flies them over to stare down the unsuspecting cardstock, casting a spell on them to join her tour of destruction, laying out a plan to utilize their sharp edges in a war against the human finger. Her itty bitty, creepily small nostrils are known to pack in some major whiffs of rubber cement. And her eyebrows? She's raising them right now and asking, "Do you think that's all I do? Muah ha ha ha..."
Lord knows I love to find the weird stuff in craft stores, and this one might take the cake for 2009.
1 comment:
I don't get it. You just use it for a homemade doll, right? It looks like a good idea to me! :)
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