
I'm serious, people. He can lick your brain through your nose if he gets too close!

Welcome to my freak show!
Of course, we didn't build it from scratch, like last time. We just took it out of the box and assembled it. But the fact that I got it for 50% off the original price makes up for that. Don't you think?





harmonica for the boy, among all the wonderful assortment in Caleb's bag was a canister of Flarp. In case you don't know what Flarp is, I will enlighten you. It is essentially a can full of farts. And who doesn't like hearing a good poot? Of course the toot putty produced, along with the sound of butt burps, uproarious laughter. 