How I Got My Shrunken Head

Includes (1) Flask with one of 3 assorted shrunken heads (our choice please). Flasks measure approximately 5" in diameter x 9" high.

Vintage 1960s SHRUNKEN HEAD TOY Blonde Goddess MIP Description: Well, this is a weird one! Old shrunked head dimestore toy, but the head is an oversized, and very obviously, a Barbie Clone's head, like for an 18" or even 24" doll, and it has real life-like hair, and real threads thru the nose. Called the BLONDE GODDESS. Woohoo. Age: Circa 1960s Condition: toy is mint, package shows very light wear Measurements: package is 4x8", head is over 3" tall

Captain Jack Sparrow figurine is paired with a shrunken head Jack has his own shrunken head, and now you can have one too For ages 4 yrs. and up 3.75H", Manufacturer: Zizzle

Here is a skull & bones "power" stick featuring a hand carved skull "shrunken head". This cross bones stick will be a great addition to your bad boy theme room.Specifications:- Measurement: 5.3 feet- Wood: color black and whitePerfect piece of decor for your skull and bones theme or pirate decor!

.x{color:#83C22D;margin:0px;font-size:12px}.y{color:#A56EBA}TEEN SCARY BEETLEJUICE COSTUMETV Show Costumes(Item #BETL09-T3436)Size: Teen 34-36IncludesJacket Shirt front Tie Shoulders Pants Wig It is an officially licensed product. This Teen Beetlejuice Costume features the dark red jacket with an attached ruffled shirt front, tie and collar, the inflatable shoulders, matching pants and the wild wig. Make-up available separately.

3 Halloween Shrunken Heads - tied together. Approximate size: 5 1/2 inches tall and 4 inches wide. Made of hard foam. Not a toy, decoration only.

Presents Ripley's account of his world travels in search of oddities throughout the 1930's, in a diary accompanied by drawings, cartoons, photographs, flaps, booklets, and pop-ups.

Looking for the best selection of Costumes for any occasion - Then you have come to the right place. Choose this item made by the premier manufacturer for costumes props and theatrical wear. We supply ice shows circuses TV amusement parks Broadway and almost every major Hollywood movie studio with all their theatrical needs. From funny masks and accessories to unique life like mascot and animal costumes we have them all. Satisfaction Ensured. Three assorted styles of the most freaky looking shrunken heads you will ever see. Each one is contained in a corked flask.

I was born on February 25, 1922, in Buffalo, NY. I've lived almost my entire life in the West Side. I attended grammar school at Public #1 and graduated in 1939. I also attended Hutchinson Center High School and graduated in 1941. In September 1941, I worked at Curtis Wright and attended W.B. School of Pharmacy.In December 1942 I was inducted at Fort Niagara, and three days later, I was sent to Camp Chaffee, Arkansas.At Camp Chaffee, the Army classified me as a private because I had excelled greatly in tests at Fort Niagara. I attended Fort Knox Radio School from April 1942 to September of that year, and in 1943 I knew we were about to be sent overseas, so I decided to write a diary, which ended up being this book. Thirty days after I arrived from overseas (July 1945) I was engaged. One year later, I married my wife. We are celebrating our 65th anniversary this year.

My agent and I snuck onto the studio lot, then headed over to the tiny man-made lagoon where the Gilligan’s Island beach scenes were filmed, hoping to run into someone who’d read my script. As we wandered through the maze of soundstages, Ray pulled out a fat cigar and lit it, trying desperately not to inhale because he didn’t smoke. “What’s that for?” I asked. “It’s a prop, ” he gasped in my direction. “It makes me look like a big deal.” Ray then blew a thick cloud of smoke, gagging on his own exhaust. He was starting to turn green. “I’m not sure this is such a good idea, ” I confessed. “What if someone finds out we’re not supposed to here?” Ray chuckled. “Don’t you have faith in me, kid?” I didn’t. “Sure I do, ” I lied. Ray suddenly stopped and leaned over to throw up. After a few heaves, he thrust his cigar at me. “Here -- take it -- damn thing’s making me sick! Hold it for me until we see someone important!” 'MY SO-CALLED CAREER IN HOLLYWOOD' may just be the most brutally honest book about Hollywood ever written. E. Klass delivers a scathing, unflinching ‘behind-the-scenes’ look at show business that is both hysterically funny and tragically sad. This book is mandatory reading for anyone who thinks Hollywood is all glitz and glamour!