Freak Parade

There's something in the air today.

First, a semi-dwarf who looked like someone had shattered his head and then sewed it back together with a dull needle and twine shoplifted a Patricia Cornwell book.
I didn't have the heart to call him on it....would you?

Now there's an old man in a Greek fisherman's cap without a nose in the photo section checking out the nekkid lady books. The nose is obviously not something he can help, but he's drifting into HP Lovecraft territory with the array of unspeakable, horrifying and eldritch slurping sounds issuing from the hole in his mug.

OH THE HUMANITY.