Its time to address something that has been going on for way too long. Tacked along the walls of prepubescent boys and girls, socially awkward teenagers and creepy women living in trailer parks, are these horrible surreal posters and artwork. Yes ladies and gentlemen don't act as though you don't know what it is I'm talking about. I'm sure you knew somebody in your youth who had a strange and creepy obsession with this phenomenon that I still cannot explain to this day. Still having a bit of trouble picturing what it is I'm talking about ?
Let me refresh your memory.

Remember now?
They always seem to feature some generic mystic fantasy creature (i.e. unicorn, fairy, werewolf big foot etc.) and a human summoning, mastering, taming or befriending them. Let us re-examine the poster above. First of all, what the fuck is going on ? Why is there a dragon forming from the clouds along with a unicorn standing upon a hill? Dragons equal bad, unicorns equal good; just who's side is this bum on? Second, why is this guy just watching that man drown in the pond ? I'm pretty sure this old senile bastard is a bad guy. Way to instill values in your children America.
Lets take a look at some more
God damn look no further I think this cluster fuck of fantasy pretty much sums them all up. I don't even know what to say about this one. There is just too much shit going on. I don't know where to begin. Take a good look at it for a minute and try to make sense of this bundle of bullshit. Come back in a week and look at it, I promise you will see something new each time you do. The only thing I can really compare it to is the Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club band album cover. This is the holy grail of all fantasy/surrealism posters.
[here is a link to the website so you can see it in higher resolution
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Well now that you know what is it I'm talking about lets take a brief moment to acknowledge the people collecting these and more importantly how to spot them out at a young age to prevent them from developing into weirdos.
Remember when you were younger and the book fair would come rolling around each year to your elementary school? The kids who would run straight to the poster section and dish out all their chump change on these posters were on their way to becoming hardcore enthusiasts (If this is your kid, don't give him anymore book fair money) More often than not, these were the ones who ended up progressing onto more public displays such as folders, spiral notebooks and sometimes as far as t-shirts. Again, nothing good can come from this weird unexplainable obsession so if you know someone showing the beginning signs of this, make them stop immediately.
In the next post we will take a more in depth look at the enthusiasts, how to spot them, and how to rid their mind of this poison.