went to an antique fair this weekend and i must now share with you the funniest possible thing some rando victorian could've put on a plate. i'd ask if you were prepared but it's simply not possible to prepare yourself for this
i serve mary elizabeth, the head honcho of the victorian pta, some fuckin. jellied eels off this plate and when she gets to the bottom and sees 'prepare to meet thy god' she starts screaming bc she understandably takes this as my confession to feeding her arsenic. PREPARE TO MEET THY GOD, motherfucker. this murder plate was £85. this is the plate a horror movie villain would serve their victims asbestos laced brownies off of. i love it sm

















