The sinister truth behind the Elf on the Shelf

If the brain were a radio receiver (it is), this little bugger would set the dial to whatever the hell channel witches and warlocks listen to.

I showed this art to my mother and she almost threw up. Thats when I knew it was perfect.

Fungus grows well in darkness, and there is nothing so dark as the human heart.

Ain’t so pretty anymore, are you, elfie? Eh elfie? Eh??