For a week now I have been scratching my head over how these two plaster noggins came into existence. AND how they came to be donated to a thrift store.
"Well, my dream to make bed knobs out of craggy old Norseman faces has fizzled. That was a miscalculation... But surely someone else can make good use out of these two and their blasé demeanor. Buck up, lads. Someone will find a use for you yet!"
Why do people even take things like this to a thrift shop?? ..lol
ReplyDeleteIf I had a nickel for every time that same question crossed my mind...
ReplyDeleteAh, Neanderthal man. You are remembered.
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DeleteOmg I love everything about this blog
ReplyDeleteIf I were closer I'd accept a challenge to use these two in my wedding somehow.
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