Boy, did I have a great time searching this page. AbeBooks has created a Weird Book Room on their site, featuring numerous bizarre titles.
I think this is the only (near) vomit action shot I’ve seen on a book cover:
If I had a dime for every time I heard THIS complaint…
Talk about a narrow niche…
Here you go, Brian:
Forget health, happiness, world peace…there are more important uses for mental power.
And now we have the inanimate Scary Santa results…
(photo by Martin Palmer)
At least this one is intentionally freakish…
The Jesus/Santa combo always irks me. Get your myths right, people.
If you actually enjoy looking at things like this, definitely check my posts for Holiday Horror Week ’08:
The Evil and the Unborn
Drowning Santa
Shiny Ceramics
Thrift Santas
The Jesus Megapost
Cake Wrecks
Cake Wrecks Pt. 2
Kasio Kristmas
The Abomination Party
I apologize for bringing this album into your life. It’s an item best left for collectors of seriously horrendous oddities.
Something about Woody the Woodchuck is a little bit…off. This album was not produced correctly, giving the whole thing a slightly warped, off key tone. The “speaking” parts sound like they were cobbled together by a manic robot, the singing is often incomprehensible, things move a little too slowly, and you pretty much finish the album relieved that it’s over.
If you finish. Which is unlikely.
I never quite understood the human drive to serve things in Santa heads, yet there has always been a decent market for the decapitated icon.
Most of the mugs and punch bowls I’ve seen have an eerie cold, dead look in their eyes. Why?
GAH!
Some even have a sickly “overdose” kind of look…
What SPECIES is this one?
At least this vintage one look happier, if not a bit surprised.
I had collected a bunch of these images on my hard drive, but a few are from this awesome site dedicated entirely to Santa mugs.
The ever-entertaining John K posted this awesome vintage Mighty Mouse toy.
It has an off-kilter intensity that I find pretty delightful. I could never be certain if this thing were out to “save the day”…or murder me in my sleep without remorse.
Don’t you love his sparse, wind-swept eyelashes? And here’s my favorite part: the tag reading “AN IDEAL ULTRAFINE ANIMAL” (conspicuously dangling over his disturbingly defined mouse crotch).
I can always count on John K’s blog!
Note: for some reason I accidentally wrote down “Mickey Mouse” instead of “Mighty Mouse” despite the fact that I knew it was the latter…has Disney seeped that far into my subconscious??? Thanks to those who pointed this out!
I tend to realize Easter is coming when I can get my hands on Cadbury Creme Eggs, but otherwise I pay very little attention to this holiday. However, I did manage to gather a substantial collection of evil bunnies to share.
Here is a previous post about bunnies from Thrift Horror Week, if you missed it.
Let’s start with some menacing mascots, shall we?
An old classic:
I get a really unwholesome feeling about this one:
And I sympathize with this guy:
How about a little face painting?
Now for some random lagomorphic horror:
Wow…
I think this poor fellow has the mumps or something:
If you celebrate it, Happy Easter!
First, a frank inspirational tale:
It seems that Jesus is jumping on the “blackout eyes” trend, first made popular by nu-metal bands and horror movies.
Sometimes the best thing about the thrift store Jesus is its juxtaposition.
(photo credit: buddy stone)
Jesus shoots some hoops with the children:
(photo credit: frinkianz)
I’m trying really hard to understand the drastic chromatic choices…
Ah, every thrift store must have a bland, flatly painted Jesus. A lot of heart goes into these less than mediocre works.
Meet Action Jesus, complete with prominent nipples. Is the lavish pirate garb next to him an “outfit suggestion?”
Steph presented this to our friend Lee at the Holiday Abomination Party last week:
And THIS painted Jesus was a lovely gift to me (pardon the wrongly positioned Wiccan Chicken…we meant no offense. It was a multi-denominational event, accepting of all faiths!).
And SHELL ART JESUS, my personal favorite:
There are literally millions of hideous Santa creations floating around store shelves this time of year. I could not possibly narrow down the new ones (I like to call them Kitsch of the Future), so here are some thrift store finds:
For some reason, people tend to think it’s a good idea to construct decorative unholy chimeras, so I give you the anatomical monstrosity of Violin Santa. It hurts to be him (as indicated by his pained expression).
If you like your Santas brassy, faceless and spread-eagle…someone made an object just for you:
I can’t tell what I find more creepy: Santa’s lean, muscular cyclist physique, or his appearance of having something crammed high into his posterior.
Some people have NO discretion with their fake ice crystals. Santa was clearly just chipped from a block of ice…where he had been trapped lying dead for sometime.
Did someone give you a gourd this past fall, and you’re just now realizing how useless it is? Why not turn it into a subtly patriotic Santa (see American flag on bottom right)?
My thanks to drowningmermaid for providing some of these wonderful treats!
Santa may or may not be plotting a grisly murder.
Wouldn’t you love to find these dirty, shiny little carolers at your door?
Just…sad…
I can’t envision any configuration or scenario in which this does not look seriously wrong.
Ah, it’s time to bring the horror (and I definitely have some treats for you)! This looks like a sadistic plot, crafted by a cinematic serial killer.
Santa knows his number is up. He’s become complacent with his sorrowful fate.
SheWalksSoftly 