May 08, 2007

• Welcome new monkey! Great find! Particularly gruesome is the Jayne Mansfield doll (although not terribly representational of her, um, endowments). Interesting write-ups on each doll.
• yech and here I had been reading a book on Marie Antoinette /drops subject
• *adjusts deerstalker, draws on meerschaum pensively*
• Quite fascinating, and thoroughly gruesome. I love it!
• Wow. Did anyone catch the Joan of Arc lamp?
• I say tick! 'tis a most queer business, what? *surveys by lamplight, noting details for future literary endeavour*
• Didn't Wednesday Addams have one of those?
• Here's the perfect opportunity for a dollmaker to make a Klaus Barbie. Also, I believe they should have constructed a Joan of Carbon Arc lamp.
• Quite, quite, Dr. Best, and I can't help but think I smell a rat. *peers intently through magnifying glass*
• How about a Klaus Nomi?
• What with the nought comments, one post, as 'twere, if you see what I'm on about.
• Quite, quite. Rather. Mmmm.
• But pip-pip, p'raps 'tis just a sock, in which case well done Old Sock and ta-ra.
• Gear! Smashing good post!
• I really like the dolls, and I like the Joan of Arc lamp, but I'm disappointed that it only has a standard tungsten bulb. Mind you, one of these would problem turn the scuptural pyre into th real thing.
• I can see that it's time to quit my job and start making OOAK dolls.
• What ARE you two on about, then?? L'il ole ME??? I AM a new monkey, I swear it. I just happen to like lurking before I dive in. Anyhow, 'tis amazing what you find while doing an innocent-enough search on 'Charlotte Corday'. Speaking of which--I wanna see a Marat doll...in a pink claw-foot Barbie tub, natch. p.s. My favorite part of the site is that they take requests.
• I actually know the woman who makes these. She knows damn well enough not to self-link in places like this. She also does a lot of costume and makeup work. She also invited me to sit in the anti-social corner at a party once. I thought that was a very funny invitation.
• Why would anti-social people even go to a party?
• My apologies, then, moko jono - a poor introduction! Please to note that Mr. bestest was not on about, really. *rips heads off Spice Girls collection in atonement*
• Darn, that Joan lamp... gruesome, but it's just... perfect.
• Vin Ethyl, somehow missed your post - sorry to duplicate.
• Ahhh...suspected of the evil 'self link'. It's all making sense to me now... No apologies necessary. p.s. I once had a pet beetle named Pete. The best pet ever. He liked sucking frozen peas.
• Let's ban this young pup anyway. I'm in a bad mood. /glowers /doesn't really mean it welcome
• Reminded me somewhat of these... Mrs P is a very distant relative of Lizzie Borden, as it happens.
• Yes, yes, ah just a -ah, procedural formality what? No hard feelings I hope? Erm . . . Brandy? *clink*
• pea sucker
• Meh...wouldn't be the first time I was banned from a site, MisterFisto. And for far less than someone's bad mood--or maybe just because of, actually... Apparently, I'm pure evil. Which means we'll get along just fine. What with your repeated Hello Kitty debasement 'n all, YOU shure ain't goin' to heaven neither. We can hang out together in the anti-social corner of hell.
• *notices the anti-social corner is getting too crowded for his liking, tugs kit away to investigate and laugh at the host's medicine cabinet, pr0n collection*
• Yay!
• I hear medicine cabinet pr0n is the hot new thing.
• What exactly does the good Captain FIND in Satan's medicine cabinet (besides a big bottle of hearburn-relieving Tums)? And I'm almost afraid to ask about the porn...but...what the hell--if nothing else, it surely must at least contain a copy of 'The Devil in Miss Jones'.
• (besides a big bottle of hearburn-relieving Tums)? I'd LIKE to move out of Satan's medicine cabinet, but it's rent controlled and heat is included. On December twenty-third I was grazing with the herd, When the Devil came and asked me in to tea. It was kind of aggravatin' Eating Mallomars with Satan, 'Cause he hogged them all and left not one for me. But I ate a dinner roll And a nice fillet of soul (He said he'd got it cheap at half the price), And when you're in the mood To eat the Devil's food, To comment on his manners isn't nice. Not a lot of ladies Get asked to teas in Hades; I felt a little flattered, truth be known, For the Serpent, to be fair, When you meet him in his lair, Has a charm and winning manner all his own. "I guess I'd better leave, For 'twill soon be Christmas Eve," I headed for the door and wished him well. "Why so hasty?" said Old Nick, "It's not an easy trick To leave again once you have gone to Hell." "I really have to go - They'll be missing me, you know, When they boil the pies and trim the Christmas… thing." He didn't stay a word, But, flapping like a bird, He danced around the Underworld and sang: "I'm the Devil, I'm the Devil, I'm the Devil, yes, I am! I'm the Devil, I'm the Devil, And I'd love a can of Spam! I'm the blooming Prince of Darkness, And I'm evil through and through, I'm the Devil, I'm the Devil, And my hobby's sniffing glue!" I listened to his ditty, Though his voice was kind of gritty, And I clapped my hands politely when 'twas through. The song had calmed his so That he finally let me go (I decided not to ask to use the loo). I bid goodbye to Scratch, And he wrapped me up a batch Of Angel cakes (he didn't like them much). He threw in his surplus stash Of ice cream - Heavn'ly Hash - Christmas cakes, divinity, and such. I hold that memory Of the Devil and his tea, And I cherish it within my heart of hearts. He's the Evil One, it's true, But give the imp his due, He makes a really mean strawberry tart.
• Ka-)))-ching! Yow! Bravo! Author! Author! *clap* *clap* *clap*
• HOO-HAH!!! *THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP* Glad he didn't offer you any pomegranate cobbler!
• *applauds backwards into a mirror*
• !ti evol I !!ovarB
• TUM: Devilishous!