The entire set, exactly as it was during the final episode, complete with the skeletons and the giant, leathery egg.
Old skin, hairs, scar tissue, fluids. All of the things you produced in the 1990s, cataloged and preserved. Weighs approximately 1/2 ton.
Sealed in an airtight sarcophagus to prevent spoilage.
Fashioned from feathers and tin, this likeness plays saxophone and looks upon you with painted eyes that seem to hate.
I don't know what to write in here because basically I am back from the dead like Laserious hooray here I am to talk about this stupid election.
This is your typical consumer model throne. If you just want a cheap prop, it's fine. If you want to actually sit like a king, pony up the cash and get yourself a prosumer model. This entry level stuff is more for a duke or baron at best.
The Something Awful front page news tackles anything both off and on the Internet. Mostly "on" though, as we're all incredible nerds.