Those rotten Pumpkins are at it again. It’s been a whole month since Halloween but they just won’t go away. As self proclaimed “Bitches”, these Pumpkins comment about people’s clothing as they walk by. “Can you believe those shoes?!”, “There must be a sale going on at the Dumpster!”, “Being color-blind is no excuse” and the best: “IRREGULAR!!!”
Maybe the 6th Borough’s evil gang leader The Green Pumpkin, got something to do with this? Hmmmm…
Oh those late summer evenings in the ol’ 6th Borough of NYC… This photo was taken a couple of months before they passed a law forbidding men to wear sandals which was later repealed after the Venusians claimed that the open toes kept their feet from blowing up.
Folkways Records was committed to getting you those all important liner notes.
The manager at the local Dunkin’ Donuts, leaves a pile of day olds in the short cut behind Mr Parfenix’s building every morning for him to peck through. Day olds are also known as “Energy Food” around here.
The Magic Staff from the Kingdom of Plundar has many powerful and mysterious properties. It’s powers have been used to hail Mr. Softee from over 6 blocks away, chase away pigeons from a day old bagel pile, conjure up some smoking insults to diss a best friend AND it’s saved a few days for when there was no toilet paper in sight. Like the old saying goes, “He who wields the staff of Plundar shall never be stranded again!”.
I think I’m speaking for everyone when I say this is a sale we can ALL get behind.
Sudsy just wouldn’t stop talking about how much fun he had at his Paranormal Poker Game the other night, so we forced him to “ride” in the trunk. Afterwards, the spare tire cursed us out for being trapped with the ghost for 15 minutes.
Doesn’t he look proud!
Fuppets is this funky kid’s show from China that takes place in a 99¢ shop ran by a ragtag group of fun loving zoo animals. Which explains why there are THREE dogs on the show.
Salt Water Boy is best known for being the Submariner’s nephew. His main power is using that pile on his head to summon upon the shrimps of the sea in his time of need. Or in his time of cocktail sauce.