This weekend, Gator’s mother needed some help preparing to sell items in an upcoming yard sale — mainly her doll collection. She has dolls everywhere — in the shed, in cabinets, in the basement, in the hallways. Some are as tall as a real-life 10 year old. Some haven’t even been opened, and some were crammed in a box in a dark corner. One even had a fossilized mouse embedded in the folds of her Victorian gown.
Here are some of my favorites (no dead mouse photos – promise!) None of these pictures have been photoshopped.
The red-eyed Shirley Temple is amazing. Apparently the result of sun damage to her formerly brown eyes. Is it a wonder I couldn’t sleep at all?
CRAZY
I’m sorry. That is one house I would never be able to enter.
O.M.G. How did I miss this? That is hilarious. I almost sharted myself.
That’s just – wrong.
Daymares in current. Nightmares anticipate.