This arrow Bible cubby was designed by a Bonar. Pretty impressive, since the only thing your boner ever designed was a map of Hawaii.

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Nice try, but the week-old pile of crusty, stained period panties you shoved in the corner next your laundry hamper isn’t really the “corner of drawers” that Happy Mundane was excited about.

CB2, I’d like to introduce you to my friend Google. He was nice enough to show me a C Clamp for a whopping two dollars. But he was also cruel enough to show me this, so the friendship is OVER.

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This bicycle is pretty rad, but I just think it’s nice to see Calista Flockart working again.

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This is such a simple solution to storing extra books. In fact, I’m doing this tonight. I just have to clean off my existing overflowing bookshelves and then move the dismembered heads, jars of fetuses and Christmas decorations out of the spare closet.

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I’ve got opposite-poison running through my veins. It takes evil and turns it sweet. The only cure is a pint of vinegar, three of Hillary Clinton’s cankle hairs and a teaspoon of Martha Stewart’s backwash. You’ve been warned. I’m about to gush. But for good reason. You see, this girl I know (Anna Mitchael) wrote this thing called an entire book (Just Don’t Call Me Ma’am) and it’s really, really, really good and you should buy it. And no it’s neither home, nor garden, but you can read it in the pool and that’s in your backyard. Unless, of course, you’re a redneck and then you just have a septic tank back there, but then you can’t read anyway so what’s the point?! Buy the book!!

My brother-in-law has a bookshelf made out of a coffin. And that’s where he’ll be storing the hacked up pieces of your worthless hippie body after he murders you for buying this canoe bookshelf, you filthy scumbag bane on society.

I don’t fully understand the concept behind this book, but I still think it’s pretty fucking cute. It’s just I don’t exactly recall Zombies being sparkling conversationalists, but then again neither is Jay Leno and we let that dipshit have his own show.

These cabinets are a lot like Heidi Klum and Seal. They’re mismatched, unexpected and great for storing fetuses.

I saw a movie when I was a kid where some woman was wronged (buried alive, maybe?), sought revenge, tracked down the person who wronged her and decided to kill him. She did so by forcing him to lie down and bite down on the end of a shovel and then she shoved it as hard as she could with her foot, splitting his head in half. Anyway, that pretty much all came flooding back when I saw this Mouse Wall Shelf. Which you can buy for your baby as a reward for making him watch that movie.