Okay, so obviously, judging from the competition, I have to step this shit up. What's that, Pants? You've got a picture of two dragons fucking a purple car? Well how about a tattoo of a cat's butthole?
You gotta give the guy credit for the level of commitment he put in there. He dyed his belly hair poo-stain brown. Classy
And what's that, Rusty? A tacky household? Well take a gander at this here lawn ornament of every american symbol ever?
Oh yeah, three cheers for middle american lawn fixtures.
Think you can win this thing with your Baseball Jesus, don't you Figgy? Well I got two words for you: CAKE BRIDE.
A special thanks to the good folks at Cake Wreck. Kudos!
I have to admit, jM is gonna be hard to beat. But that won't stop me from trying. Behold the cheesiness that is KEN!
Alright Stacey, time to make your choice. And by "choice" I mean "pick me! Please!"
Update!: Y'all remember that Turk Doll I made last month? Well, it finally found it's way to Turk. Not really applicable to the contest, but if this don't warm the cockles of your heart, I don't know what will.
Awwwww! Come on Stacey, look into his eyes. You know you want to give me the Tacky Trophy. Yes, this is shameless pandering. But come on, look how happy he looks with my poorly sewn doll! You can't resist the Turk, Nosek.