Whether you have a fetish for skeletons or are jealous of Pebbles Flintstone’s hairstyle, the Bone Hair Clip will give you that prehistoric look. Not every little girl wants bows in her hair.
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July 2009
I’m not sure what this vehicle is transforming into, or why there is a dude with a bird’s head in the driver’s seat, but the design certainly makes for an interesting shirt.
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 With the original cast of Ghostbusters getting ready to old their way back onto the silver screen after 20 years, there are certain subtle changes spectators will have to prepare for, such as more gray hair, more “Wheel of Fortune” watching at HQ, and the fact that four enlarged prostates have given a whole new meaning to the term “don’t cross the streams”.
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Rock must be a bit of a bully to always beat scissors when he knows he can’t lose. His shame is clearly evident on this shirt by his desire to have no one know what really happened.
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If these warnings were good enough for the days of WWII, they should be good enough for today as well. You are merely the messenger when you carry this lunch box around—a messenger who knows that STD’s are the biggest enemy of all. The gas mask certainly gives it the gentle touch you should be striving for.
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I mean, it is a speeder bike after all—a ticket or two is to be expected. However, this particular Stormtrooper is also high on speed, meaning that he is in big, big trouble.
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Who wouldn’t want a Mr. Bacon board game and a pair of Handerpants? Correction—who wouldn’t want them if they were free? Just tweet this post or anything mentioning @NerdApproved between now and July 31st and you are automatically entered to win. The more you tweet, the more chances you have to win.
Except on Facebook everyone’s drunk, Woody isn’t the only one that’s high and Sam Malone isn’t the only pervert.
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Unless you’ve read Moby Dick, seen the Simpsons episode entitled “Mother Simpson”, or end up taking this helmet back in time to the 1840′s, chances are that no one will know what the hell Phrenology is. Sorry, Franz Joseph Gall.
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