And then one day, you stumble across a gift so perfect, so unbelievably HIM that you snatch it up and send it to him for no occasion?
|Yes. It's a GG Allin prayer candle.|
|A tableau in the guest bathroom. Because nothing says, "Welcome|
to our home" like the Bishop of Bloodletting, the Father of
Feces-flinging, the Cardinal of Coprophagia, the Deacon of Dung...
(I could go on forever...)
|I'm going to force her to sing, "We didn't start the fire" whenever|
she lights this.
Thanks to Etsy shop Granny's Hope Chest for making this girl's dream come true, for ensuring a happy Christmas for my friends, and for sending bonus smarties along in the package.
Guessing their usual order is not 2 GG Allins and a Billy Joel,