Like, watched by weird, freakish eyeballs.
Watched by weird, freakish eyeballs that seem to be burned into our bedroom door.
Here, if you don't believe me, take a look at Exhibit A: Our Bedroom Door.
And then there's the "Ghost/Scream-Head with Odd-Shaped umm...Female Anatomies." (I don't want to say "boobies" on my blog because it might bring all sorts of creepy folks here when they do a google search. Hey, you just never know.)
And moving further down, we have the "Humongous Sad Face" right smack in the middle, but onyl if you use the female anatomies as eyeballs.
And then, towards the bottom is "Hat and Mustache Guy."
Or, you could actually put it all together and use it as some kind of totem pole, I suppose.
I figure that if people can get rich from their Madonna potato chips and their Clint Eastwood Cheese Sandwiches, I should be able to rack up on my door.
What do y'all think the reserve amount should be??