From the flea market by the BQE, I like to think this guy is Rugrats.
Even if he isn't supposed to be, you have to admit he inspires the same horror.
Below Mickey Mouse lounges, naked, on a finely upholstered chair.
Meanwhile an old school (1978, before the design was completely whitewashed) Garfield trades lasagna for java.
The below portrait of Clifford the Big Red Dog must have been painted for a children's book store or library.
And, lastly, I was fortunate enough to walk out of Toy Story 3 about an hour or so into it. The yammering trinkets were en route to the garbage dump. I like to imagine they wound up incinerated, but this might be a more suitable punishment.
In the gutter.
1 comment:
The deformed freak at the top looks like Pufnstuff.
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