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The goal of Crap At My Parents House is to pay homage to all of the weird crap that everyone's parents have. Please help in this project by submitting anything you deem funny, weird, odd, unique, strange, absurd, ridiculous or just plain terrifying.Stalk
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Listen guys, a princess isn’t going to just randomly show up and kiss you. Go online, set up an OkCupid profile and be a little proactive.
Whoever blinks first gets eaten.
If these walls could talk…
Let’s just say these slumber parties can get a little weird.
“The Tortoise never for a moment stopped, but went on with a slow and steady pace”
-Aesop’s The Hare and the Tortoise
This troubadour sings about his one true love, The Dewey Decimal System.
Hey Elephant, Why don’t you take a picture? It’ll last longer!
Oh, you don’t have fingers… My Bad.
I’d kiss you but you’re so damned ugly.
Also, that eye thing you got going on is kind of creeping me out. And you smell like bananas and rum. And we just met.
So to summarize, we will not be kissing.
An owl and a well dressed pig walk into a bar….
This isn’t a joke. They walk in, order a few drinks and just have a really great evening. After? Desert at the Cheesecake factory. A good time was had by all.
