I’m pleased to announce that this morning I sent away for my very own copy of Sportsmen and Their Trophies. The book that boldly promises, among other curious things, “BIG profits in spare time!” and “FUN!” Come on, who wouldn’t be interested? I almost can’t imagine the lift the advertised squirrel lamp will give my dreary one bedroom. I’m expecting big things. Transformative things. Fuck Crate & Barrel. Fuck Room & Board. From now on if I need a set of frog bookends, well goddamnit, I’ll make them myself. If anyone else is interested in learning this noble craft I urge you to send away for your own copy at once. Supplies may be limited. If things go well, and the acquisition of materials proves easier than expected, maybe we could even start a Stitch & Bitch night.
Special offer courtesy of copyranter.
11 comments:
Is there anyway I can get a badger lamp?
Where the lightbulb is coming out of his mouth? It can be a low watt bulb so I wouldn't need to cover him up with a shade...
In related Squirrel news, it's of utmost importance that you check out Sugar Bush the Squirrel's web-site.
It won't leave you disappointed.
http://www.sugarbushsquirrel.com/
Boy, that Sugarbush sure would make a fine mount.
Mr. Burk,
You sir, are one unsavory wank.
that is all.
No mutilated rabbit draperies for you, Hucek!
I think Sugarbush deserves a post of her own.
Isn't it creepy to watch Sugarbush give another squirrel a massage?
Fact of the matter is, I have personal correspondence from Sugar Bush itself.
The sexy sexy proof:
http://www.brianhucek.com/sugar.jpg
Good lord! What are doing with this squirrel stuff, anyway? Wait, wait, wait, don't tell me. I don't want to know.
It's super tuesday. I'll do what I want.
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