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Stuffed Animals Week VII



You knew it was coming. This is Afro Man, whose peculiar hairstyle is the result of a troll-doll style being put in a clothes dryer. I was planning for this to be an ironic week--you know, not actually a week--but it's wearing and I'm having trouble finding more subjects.

He's so adorable.



AAAAAAAAAAH THE ADORABLE-NESS!

So that's it for Stuffed Animals Week here at Crushing Silence! I hope it delighted and terrified you, or maybe just passed some time!

All right!

I think we're done!

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Stuffed Animals Week VI



The Frog Prince is certainly nicer than that nasty alligator, isn't he?

Tomorrow: something else, maybe!

(Laff!)

ACOUSTIC!

Stuffed Animals Week V

Now, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "Mic, to this point everything has been cute and cuddly. Don't you have anything terrifyingly made with the skin of a dead reptile?"



BAM.

Yes, it's real alligator skin, brought home from Mexico by relatives before that kind of thing--you know, trafficking in dead endangered animals--was made illegal.



He carries a purse, or brief-case, which oddly enough is not alligator skin, but rather wood.



I think his feet are more terrifying than his face. Also, he has a seam running all up his body, because he's not a real animal, and he's made of dead skin wrapped around some kind of hard frame.

Tomorrow: something nicer!

Tee-Hee

Stuffed Animals Week IV



This is Mashimaro, who despite what conclusions you might jump to was not given to me by a Chinese girlfriend; in fact, it was given to my brother by a South Asian Tim Hortons colleague.

It would be a good thing I think to put Casimir Pulaski Day on repeat and play it until you're weeping uncontrollably.

(He's like a bunny or something, right?)

I Have a Scar On My Head

Stuffed Animals Week III

Creepers

In your closet I will hide
Until the door is opened wide
You may think that I'll shout 'BOO!'
But I just want to play with you!



This is one of two Beanie Babies that I myself own. My mother has quite a collection, many of which came from me, but this one, and Claude the crab, who is currently MIA, are mine. (I'll try to find Claude, because he's my favourite.)

Yes, he's a skeleton.



Yes, you can take off his clothes, after a fashion.