Right, Matt? Usually etsy sellers will charge you extra for the whimsical stories they write about their crap but this one is charging you to write your own?
Aww don’t feel bad! The child was the offspring of two of the nastiest bastards in the Galaxy. It’s for the best really… growing up with them as your parents would be HELL… imagine the bullying *shudder*. And you could never cop off with Leia… because she’s your sister… and you’re butt ugly!
it is one of a kind but made from a mold. i am thinking i don’t understand crafts as well (poorly) as i thought i did. i am right about at the level of April on Martha Stewart right now. perhaps i should drink more.
After unfortunately clicking on some links in the comments of the useable My Little Pony, I have only terrible thoughts about the globbish white glazing substance on top.
Not just you. People who name their businesses things like Craft Corner, Cozy Corner or (shudder) Kopper Kettle should be publicly flogged. Same with anyone in the U.S. that spells shop, “shoppe” (I’ll let the UK/Irish set their own rules).
My parents live in the Berkshire Mountains, and there used to be one of those mediocre “campground” type places, only with budget mini “log cabins” near there. The name of the place was “Kozy Kabins”- it used to drive me nuts. I mean, neither of those words actually starts with a K- was it an attempt to be clever somehow? I’ll never know, I guess, because it burned down.
Too bad you can’t get it for her right now, ’cause that would totally trigger morning sickness. Hell, it makes me feel a little sick, and I’m not pregnant.
Why are you assuming that I don’t despise having a baby in a few months? I’m fat and jealous enough to despise whatsoever I desire, thank you very much.
That statement wouldn’t require commas anyway. Possibly a “that” or a “who’s” thrown in there, but I read it the way she meant it the first time around without any problems.
I wanted to get a better look at Agonized Ann’s Atrocity, but this is a recycled posting from a year ago.
It vaguely appears to be a buddha or monk statue, except for the part where it lacks even passing resemblance to anything blissful, meditative, serene, or contemplative.
The expression seems to be more one of horror at crapping in the bed again.
Little known fact: When Darth Vader took off his helmet at the end of the day, he’d rock the shit out of that harmonica and they’d all call him “Darth Dylan”.
It’s so weird to get up after a night of debauchery and drinking wine to find my work being featured by Regretsy. And here I thought you guys would only be sated with having me in your book! Have at me, y’all! I’m gonna’ go watch Brave and cry into my bucket of popcorn and keg of soda and come back and read the rest of your comments.
June 26, 2012 at 1:32 pm
The world is evil, but, fortunately, life is short. Remains.
June 26, 2012 at 1:32 pm
$75?!!
June 26, 2012 at 1:35 pm
Yeah, $75 to make up my own story as to what the fuck this is?
June 26, 2012 at 1:39 pm
Now we know the answer to the question: Whatever happened to the white dog poop from the 70′s?
http://www.comedycentral.com/video-clips/ksb9um/the-sarah-silverman-program-white-dog-poop
June 26, 2012 at 1:58 pm
Right, Matt? Usually etsy sellers will charge you extra for the whimsical stories they write about their crap but this one is charging you to write your own?
June 26, 2012 at 3:26 pm
That should be “whimsicle.”
June 26, 2012 at 1:35 pm
Now witness the snarky firepower of this fully armed and operational Regretsy comment box!
June 26, 2012 at 1:36 pm
Darth Vader and Jabba the Huts still born love child?
June 26, 2012 at 4:34 pm
I laughed really hard and then felt guilty for doing so. Shame on you.
June 26, 2012 at 7:53 pm
Aww don’t feel bad! The child was the offspring of two of the nastiest bastards in the Galaxy. It’s for the best really… growing up with them as your parents would be HELL… imagine the bullying *shudder*. And you could never cop off with Leia… because she’s your sister… and you’re butt ugly!
June 26, 2012 at 1:37 pm
Didn’t I see that in a jar of formaldehyde at the Mutter Museum?
June 26, 2012 at 2:42 pm
That’s precisely what I was thinking! I wonder if it comes with the smell?
June 26, 2012 at 2:43 pm
I wonder what the size of the smell is.
June 26, 2012 at 4:54 pm
Is it a young or an old smell? It’s up to you to decide!
June 26, 2012 at 8:22 pm
Young or old decomposition, I imagine one smells as bad as the other.
July 1, 2012 at 8:56 pm
And can I change the size of the smell, or does it cost extra, like a spanking from Mei Ling, who could do strange things with her… never mind!
June 26, 2012 at 1:44 pm
My first thought here was, “QUAAAAIIIIID”, but that’s just me.
June 26, 2012 at 3:06 pm
Open your mind… Oopen your miiind… Ooopen your miinndd.
June 26, 2012 at 1:45 pm
it is one of a kind but made from a mold. i am thinking i don’t understand crafts as well (poorly) as i thought i did. i am right about at the level of April on Martha Stewart right now. perhaps i should drink more.
June 26, 2012 at 4:18 pm
To be fair, it could be a plaster mold that is broken when the piece is taken out.
To be snarky, they broke the wrong part.
June 26, 2012 at 1:46 pm
Yeah, the ONE question that’s gnawing at me is “is it young or old?” I definitely have no other questions about this thing.
June 26, 2012 at 1:50 pm
After unfortunately clicking on some links in the comments of the useable My Little Pony, I have only terrible thoughts about the globbish white glazing substance on top.
June 26, 2012 at 1:56 pm
This may just be my problem, but I really can’t stand alliterative titles. Stop trying to make the aborted fetus sculpture “cute”. It’s not working.
June 26, 2012 at 2:20 pm
I don’t know, Matt… would’ve worked for me if the seller had remembered to include “abysmal.”
June 26, 2012 at 4:42 pm
or “amelia”…
June 26, 2012 at 4:56 pm
…or “abhorrent”.
June 26, 2012 at 11:06 pm
Don’t forget “atrocious,” “awful” and “absurd.”
June 26, 2012 at 10:58 pm
Not just you. People who name their businesses things like Craft Corner, Cozy Corner or (shudder) Kopper Kettle should be publicly flogged. Same with anyone in the U.S. that spells shop, “shoppe” (I’ll let the UK/Irish set their own rules).
June 27, 2012 at 4:42 am
My parents live in the Berkshire Mountains, and there used to be one of those mediocre “campground” type places, only with budget mini “log cabins” near there. The name of the place was “Kozy Kabins”- it used to drive me nuts. I mean, neither of those words actually starts with a K- was it an attempt to be clever somehow? I’ll never know, I guess, because it burned down.
June 27, 2012 at 7:27 am
In the Berkshires, there’s a side-of-the-road budget campground type place called “Kozy Kabins”. I hate that so much I can’t stand it.
June 26, 2012 at 2:18 pm
Burn Victim Buddah
Collect the whole set.
June 26, 2012 at 3:43 pm
That exists. Just saying.
There is a Buddha statue attributed with burn victims.
June 26, 2012 at 4:37 pm
Right? Or Raiders of the Lost Arc Buddha. He survived cause he’s Buddha but he shouldn’t have looked.
June 26, 2012 at 2:29 pm
I have this skanky cousin I absolutely despise having a baby in a few months. Now I know what to get her for the baby shower. Thanks, Etsy!
June 26, 2012 at 2:57 pm
Too bad you can’t get it for her right now, ’cause that would totally trigger morning sickness. Hell, it makes me feel a little sick, and I’m not pregnant.
June 26, 2012 at 4:53 pm
The temptation is very strong…
June 26, 2012 at 4:42 pm
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June 26, 2012 at 4:52 pm
Why are you assuming that I don’t despise having a baby in a few months? I’m fat and jealous enough to despise whatsoever I desire, thank you very much.
June 27, 2012 at 6:22 am
That statement wouldn’t require commas anyway. Possibly a “that” or a “who’s” thrown in there, but I read it the way she meant it the first time around without any problems.
June 27, 2012 at 8:48 am
Vindication!!! Rereading it though, I totally did cringe a bit at my comment, but whatevs, man. I was drunk. (No, I wasn’t.)
June 27, 2012 at 9:24 am
SO MANY COMMAS!!! Hahah! Just fuckin’ with ya.
June 27, 2012 at 3:49 pm
It was totally on purpose. No, it wasn’t. I was drunk. (No, I wasn’t.)
June 26, 2012 at 3:17 pm
Someone must really like…
I don’t know how I’m going to finish that sentence, and I’m regretting starting it.
June 26, 2012 at 3:49 pm
Agonized Ann, the Abhorrent Abortion.
June 26, 2012 at 4:35 pm
I wanted to get a better look at Agonized Ann’s Atrocity, but this is a recycled posting from a year ago.
It vaguely appears to be a buddha or monk statue, except for the part where it lacks even passing resemblance to anything blissful, meditative, serene, or contemplative.
The expression seems to be more one of horror at crapping in the bed again.
June 26, 2012 at 6:21 pm
Little known fact: When Darth Vader took off his helmet at the end of the day, he’d rock the shit out of that harmonica and they’d all call him “Darth Dylan”.
June 26, 2012 at 7:33 pm
Somebody reeeeeeeeeeally likes ceramics…
June 26, 2012 at 10:52 pm
Dammit Reginald, I told you not to let the baby near the pillar candles! Now put her in the freezer until the the wax hardens and we can get her out.
June 27, 2012 at 7:00 am
It’s so weird to get up after a night of debauchery and drinking wine to find my work being featured by Regretsy. And here I thought you guys would only be sated with having me in your book! Have at me, y’all! I’m gonna’ go watch Brave and cry into my bucket of popcorn and keg of soda and come back and read the rest of your comments.
June 27, 2012 at 7:15 am
PS. I didn’t delete the listing, it was just inactive. Sorry ’bout that.
June 27, 2012 at 11:32 am
But does it play beautiful music?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eZBevXohCI
June 27, 2012 at 2:32 pm
It’s the creepy Twilight baby!
July 1, 2012 at 8:53 pm
If the Face of Bo had a hot date with Jabba the Hut.