Why does something this horrible exist?

And why was it in a warehouse at a pottery store in El Paso? HOW IS THIS A GOOD IDEA?

Good job on that murderous gaze, Sculptor.
Wanna buy this nice wood chair? Wait! Why are you running from me?

I suppose it’s the whole carelessness of the scene which makes it even worse. It’s like, “Meh, the head fell off this one. Or maybe Stiff Roy here knocked it off last night. Either way, I’ll deal with this mess later. I have customers to slice up. Uh, I mean ring up.”

He looks way too satisfied with himself. And what exactly is that headless one doing with his pants? 

This is not the scene I expected to find when I went into the back of the warehouse. You can imagine the momentary terror I felt when out of the corner of my eye it looked like a demonic man was staring at me while I was shopping in the Mexican pottery section.

Oh, and there were several other scary guys hanging out in the furniture area. They were sitting at a table playing cards as though it were the most normal thing the world. And that, my friends, is what is truly terrifying: Someone thinks this is normal.


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