Bargoyle had a resin tiki outdoors in the biting cold Connecticut weather; it took a topple when a wind gust came along, and snapped into two. Upon inspection, Bargoyle found that the otherwise hollow tiki had this strange, not-creamy, pink filling… inspiring the mind to race with wonderment. Was the tiki was part of a vast underground doll boot smuggling network? Does the tiki have an appetite for Strawberry Shortcake dolls clad in difficult-to-digest galoshes? Perhaps Bargoyle was really purchasing small pink footwear, and it comes in natty tiki packaging?
- Ever wonder what’s INSIDE those resin tikis? (pics) [Tiki Central]
