So, there's this old guy. He lives in an old house on the highway. Pretty normal, right? What if this old guy had a mannequin and displayed her at the end of his driveway and changed her outfits every couple of weeks? Is that weird? I think it might be. Here are the first of many photos to come of Mandy the Mannequin.
...there was a magical king who wore golden underwear and had a yellow head like the sun. He also kinda had little pointy boobs and looked like Stewie Griffin.
I often find myself shopping at various religious thrift stores like The Sally Ann, The Christian Women's Thrift Store, etc etc. While I don't usually pay much attention to the music playing in these stores, I am always amazed by the horrible Christian music they blare in some of these shops. And I'm not talking about your typical church stuff like hymns and choirs, I'm talking about contemporary Christian pop music.
Fair enough, if I'm in a religious store I should have to listen to whatever the hell they want in order to get deals on dead people's stuff. I'm fine with that. But shouldn't it be glaringly obvious that the music you're choosing to play in your store completely SUCKS!? I mean, this puke music is so horrible that not even Satan himself could write it.
Truth be told though...I do kind of love it. It's like having a little leprachaun comedian sitting on your shoulder the whole time you shop.
This guy's truck is a FORD. No, it's not some cheap, imitation Ford. Not no Walmart Ford. It ain't no faux Ford neither, eh? This was made by Ford fuckin' Motors in Canada. Got it?