It’s been a while since I’ve done a thrift horror post, so here are a few recent goodies.
Is there a medical condition that causes two-tone bodies?

Two words: Wolf Eyes (and I ain’t talking about the band).

Frankenbunny…the perfect toy for undead children (that “cotton tail” almost looks like something is bubbling out of him *shudder*).

Pilgrim Children…of the Damned.

Ow. It hurts to look at these. Streeeeeeeetch….

“Oh honey…I want a portrait to remember you just as you are now…crying and depressed.”

Santa is either drunk, or serious about his Pilates routine.

And speaking of Santa, here he is incorporated into a mind-blowingly bizarre tribute (I almost feel offended by this…but I’m not exactly sure how).

What the…?

Look at this shifty-eyed, shady bear! Lecherous creature! Hide your children.

I always pictured Jesus as a fat lumberjack.

Today’s forecast: cheesy with a chance of scattered awful.

Some things cannot be unseen…

I find this idea cruel, actually. Don’t tease me with your pastry realism.

Party Aardvark bids you farewell…

Most images taken from here.