Let’s see, we have a snowman, a dog, a cat… a goose in need of a chiropractor… a bear taking a bath? What the Hell? … And is that a banana? Hanging on that knob it looks like the eye of some horrible fruit mimic just waiting for you to wash your hands.
Look, I realize that designing within the confines of plastic canvas can be a challenge, but at one point, you’re gonna have to decide if drying your hands is worth the humiliation of owning one of these things.
The one labeled “man-handler” has me worried.
If by “Special Touch,” you mean,
“wall decoration that will force your guests to reconsider your friendship”
then yeah, this thing is REALLY special.
Look, I know crows are some of the smartest birds on the planet, but do you honestly think they’ll be able to read the scarf? I mean, crucifying a scarecrow in effigy is pretty frightening to begin with, I don’t think the written signage is necessary.
Things were heating up in the day care kitchen…
Lady on right: “Quit your crying; you’ll ruin your makeup.”
Lady on left, quietly sobbing: “It… it still hurts, Sally. I mean… if I’d have know you were going to… I.. I would never have said anything…”
Lady on right: “Let this be a lesson, Peg. If you correct me in front of the principal again, a slap across the cheek will be the least of your problems. Now, clean yourself up and get ready to serve the cupcakes. Those precious angels from the preschool class have been waiting long enough for their treats, AND SO HELP ME PEG, if you drop even one little sprinkle, I’ll give you plenty of reasons to cry!”
So, “dressed up” means slapping a ribbon around a duck’s neck and calling it a day? Oh sorry, for Christmas, it gets a wreath. Well EXCUUUUUUUUSE ME, Lake Cottage Applique! Here I thought I’d get a duck in a tux or a ball gown or, Hell, even a pair of overalls, but NOOOOO, just a lousy red ribbon anyone can purchase at the craft store.
Listen up, Lake Cottage Design, when you flash the braggadocios title DRESSED UP DUCK across your pattern sleeve, you damn well better deliver something more than a strip of grosgrain, ya hear!! At least Lucy Lamb isn’t putting on airs and calling herself something she isn’t. She knows her fluffy place and would never sink to such untrue lows.
Yes, because when it’s time to get in the kitchen and cook a three course meal for your family, you want to have as much flammable material dangling from your neck as possible.