I guess the owner got his answer and no longer felt the need to keep the Evangecube.
Just as scary in person.
So was this.
Saw a few kids wander by this and just stare.
Something a little creepy about this display. Never found out what kind of animal that was.
Sadly, no one was Jonesin' Saturday.
And as a bonus, my friend G saw fit to break out her collection of wigs for the occasion. I understand this is somewhat of a habit with her, or maybe even an addiction? Lots. Of. People. Must. Dress. In. Wigs.
Here she is as an apparently normal and very cute mother of four beautiful and well-adjusted children. At least until they find her collection of wigs.
...and after her, uh, transformation into her alter-ego, Mrs. Kintner from Jaws.