What to do with the little brown box in my closet. It's creepier than my random collection of dolls that just STARE.

And stare.

And stare.

Know what I do at night when I can't stop looking at them?

I shut my fucking closet door.

Problem solved until I need a change of clothes. Maybe I'll just move them all out onto the floor. Then my carpet won't look so dirty and it won't hurt so much when I try to do situps.

What was I gonna say again?