Wowsers! I wouldn’t want to meet her in a dark hallway of a haunted mansion!
This one has a nice little creep factor… youth and death!
Gives me the creeps just looking at it! Yikes!
A little more subtle, but weird nonetheless.
Ok, that’s hilarious!
Definitely a witch!
I am frequently mistaken for a dead beet?
It’s Mr Potato head!
A word to the wise is sufficient…
Mr Onion looks kind of sleepy!
I think this guy just fell out of the turnip truck!
Everybody likes radishes… don’t they Charley?
Like two peas in a pod, or is it two pods of peas?
These three are kind of cute. Check out the copyright date, 1887 !
I’m guessing this is the Indian Corn.
Our pickles can make a sourpuss smile… LOL. He does look sour!
It’s Mr Mikado!
I don’t even know what to say about this guy!
I think it says, (it’s really hard to read) “How do I Aww Pear?”
It’s the watermelon man!
Is that a tobacco leaf? I think so… but I’m not sure.
Aww… it’s Miss Squash.
We have Mrs Cabbage!
And a Premium Cabbage Head with all the latest styles in hats! LOL!
And a politically incorrect, Cotton Ball. An image guaranteed to piss a lot of people off.
We come to wish you all a bright new year…
What could be more festive than
childlike angel jockeys riding bats???
Here’s a good one… how about…
A Joyous New Year
where giant bees chase the children !!
This isn’t creepy at all… LOL
a large tuber with a red umbrella, boots, bringing a letter that says
“I wish you a happy new year.”
I totally love a big bug for New Years!
January 1st in Dreamland
How’s this for a Happy New Year!
More like a little too happy New Year’s Eve!
Compliments of the Season? Seriously?
I don’t know what disturbs me about this one…
maybe it’s the naked girl in the glass?
Or is it the creepy elf men?
Waiting To Greet You…
This is a very sinister New Years greeting card for sure!
And then there’s this unsettling image…
The verse that goes with is is kind of fun though:
Like a spritely young fellow the New Year Comes in
To dance at the wake of the Old
Hooroo to ye boys… may the good times begin,
For the young uns may think me bold;
But who’ere has the luck to receive me thus clad
In the garb of a true Irish boy
Shall be blessed with good cheer each day of the year,
For the bad luck I’m here to destroy.
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