This is on the front page of Etsy right now. Handpicked, as they say, which is the term I’m starting to think they use when they mean “pulled from my ass”.

Sure it’s $125, but it comes with all the squares she cut out so you can print really small flyers. For fairies.

Don’t feel bad if you miss it, because this baby is one in a series!

“This is the first completed piece in a new series I’ve started. Each piece will take one solid hour (I stop working as soon as the hour is up).”

Kind of makes you wonder what you could do in an hour.

HERE’S YOUR BLANK

Put your links in the comments and I’ll add the html to make the images show up. The blank is already the right size for the comments.

Well, we’re going to have to agree to disagree. Because what you see as a “groping snout of desire”, I see as a partially chewed milk dud on a stick. And the vagina looks more like a spoon that got stuck in the garbage dispsoal, which says to me that we should eschew modern utensils and just eat Yoplait out of each other’s pee-holes. At least, that’s what I’m getting out of it.

“This painting is so bad it actually made me laugh while I was making it! That’ll be $25.”

The floor of the Red Lobster bathroom, shortly before discontinuing the Ultimate Fondue.

Either someone influenced someone else, or there’s a whole word of bear-cuddling-girl porn I never knew about.

Oh, it was a beautiful ceremony. The groom wore one of Shaquille O’Neal’s bathrobes, and Amy Winehouse carried a beach ball.