My mom used to buy me a special gift from the Orvis magazine every Christmas. Slowly but surely she was building me a complete set. It is fabulous. No one I know has one. And Orvis doesn’t make them anymore, so they have to be going gangbusters in value. Not that I would ever ever ever sell them. Man, now that I think about it, I probably ought to insure them.
Here they are:
They are the bottom halves of a duck family, just hanging out as they swim and feed…..on the ceiling.
I love the way people take a second look when they first spy it.
It never fails to make people laugh. As it should. As it is intended to.
I don’t know why Orvis stopped making them. I would have bought more.
Maybe they could expand to other ceiling water feeders, like, …oh, I don’t know…..how about a moose head? Wouldn’t that be cool? His legs and feet could be dangling, and his head could be hanging down munching a piece of river grass. How cool would that be?
I tell ya, I have a million ideas like these. I don’t know why I’m not independently wealthy yet.
The guy with the “Sham Wow” not only made a heck of a fortune selling that stupid washcloth-on-steroids, but he is also famous. He’s famous and rich, and here I am with all these ideas that are WAY better than that, and I can’t even afford to get my moustache lasered off.
There is no justice in this world.