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Disturbing, but cute!

Thanks to paradigmshifty:

If anyone suddenly becomes independently wealthy and wants to buy me something, these are high on my list of "Things I want but can't afford/justify"

http://www.morbidtendencies.com/botmc-details.html.

I want!

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paradigmshifty
May. 11th, 2005 07:47 pm (UTC)
There is talk of getting sufficient people together to order a subscription (or more than one) so that everyone gets one each (or more depending on how many they want to pay for...)
halloranelder
May. 11th, 2005 08:16 pm (UTC)
Cool!
missedangel
May. 11th, 2005 09:21 pm (UTC)
She will do one off subscriptions or gift boxes if you like...we sent a description of the birthday girl's likes and dislikes and she put together a box of stuff that was wonderful (and met out price)....much fun to be had.
greenglowgrrl
May. 15th, 2005 05:34 pm (UTC)
Doesn't your ladylove have a whole pile of bear parts lying around still? I'm sure she'd be willing to suprise you with something interesting, even if she doesn't have time to cater to the ravening hordes screaming for really stuffed up animals.
paradigmshifty
May. 15th, 2005 05:38 pm (UTC)
I think Kolya has a lot more important things on her plate at the moment...
gypsyamber
May. 11th, 2005 08:39 pm (UTC)
That is so cool! I want too!!!
ozisim
May. 11th, 2005 11:11 pm (UTC)
I want in on the syndicate~!
rantinan
May. 11th, 2005 11:35 pm (UTC)
I'm in on the syndicate. And i lovethe convept of $5 animals too.

Infact
whe should get a bunch of these at all elvels and write a motherfucker of a disturbing freeform arround them
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