I desperately want the Candelier: a chandelier made of fifty pounds of gummy bears. The price is available upon request, but I can only assume that it costs a billion dollars. Maybe some of that is hush money, so they don’t write in your obituary that you died from a severe case of simultaneous electrocution and constipation. They’ll say it was something way less embarrassing, like Toxic Shock Syndrome.

this is a space holder and also a space cowboy

via Swiss-Miss