Well, El Paso, you have surpassed my greatest dreams of finding the truly scary and abnormal. I was downtown and shuffling my feet after lunch because I felt like I had run out of freaky things to see. Then there was this display:
My oh my. You have outdone yourself this time. A baby doll with vomit-covered lips? Thanks for thinking of me. A puffy-lipped vampire friend for Pukey Petunia? Wow. I think I love you. It’s too much. I can’t accept a gift to the eyes this wonderful. It would be like a mistress accepting a very spendy diamond necklace for her birthday when he gave the wife a vacuum for hers. Not right at all.