Monday, December 28, 2015

Eyes On Us

Whenever I get the feeling I'm being stared at, I turn around and see this:


This clown lives in the struggling indoor foliage, malevolently glaring at us, waiting for the right moment to do something that I'm sure will manage to be simultaneously comical and terrifying.

Nearby are hundreds of little plastic eyes, staring blankly from the faces of Jeanine's other Pez people.

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