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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.

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11 October 11
I did ask for half a cup of coffee, but what I got was a whole cup of crazy.

From the Submitter: I tried to explain to my mother why these cherubic ceramic figurines that look like little white kids in costumes was, at the very least, bordering on extremely racist, but she didn’t see how that could possibly be. “But the little Indians are so cute!” *facepalm*

I did ask for half a cup of coffee, but what I got was a whole cup of crazy.

From the Submitter: I tried to explain to my mother why these cherubic ceramic figurines that look like little white kids in costumes was, at the very least, bordering on extremely racist, but she didn’t see how that could possibly be. “But the little Indians are so cute!” *facepalm*

19 August 11
There used to be booze in it. Now it’s just an empty bottle of awkward.

There used to be booze in it. Now it’s just an empty bottle of awkward.

12 August 11
And I’ll be tossing those cookies, thank you very much. 

And I’ll be tossing those cookies, thank you very much. 

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh