I’ve been trying to be more diligent and less negligent of my poor Etsy card shop, noncomposcards. (Probably the same thing could be applied to my kid, whoops, where is he.) Usually what happens is I made a new card or two right before Christmas and Valentines Day, and then I get lazy and forget about it. But I want to be a better shop-owner! So I’m trying to add some fresh new products to the line-up, things that can be used all-year round and aren’t holiday specific.
Things that Grandma might send to Aunt Edna.
So I made these lovely serial killer note cards, similar to the BTS ones I made for my Kpop card shop, but you know, way more sinister and disturbing.
This set includes 8 different killers with a horrific quote of theirs. I’m working on a second set right now which is more retro-themed, so if you’re like the kid who commented on my Instagram post and asked, “Where’s Dahmer” when my caption clearly said, “If there’s someone you don’t see, check back because they’ll probably show up in another set,” you can rest-assured motherfuckin’ buttocks-chewing Dahmer will be there.
But for this inaugural set, we got some good ones! You can’t read the quotes that well in these shoddy iPhone pictures (I’m such a profesh) so I will kindly type them out for below each picture.
Mmm-mmm, that juxtaposition of murderous mug and flirty floral. <3
Ted Bundy – What’s one less person on the face of the earth, anyway?
Ed Gein – I had a compulsion to do it.
Aileen Wuornos – Thanks a lot, society, for railroading my ass.
(This is my personal favorite, btw, so if you buy this set, considering writing me a love note on this card?)
Ed Kemper – I just wanted to see how it felt to shoot grandma.
Richard Ramirez – Even psychopaths have emotions. Then again maybe not.
Albert Fish – I like children. They are tasty.
(My kid walked by when I was making the Fish one and he said, disappointedly, “Wow. Nice, mom.” #success)
John Wayne Gacy – The dead won’t bother you. It’s the living you have to worry about.
SAGE SHIT RIGHT THERE.
David Berkowitz – Hello from the gutters of New York City, which are filled with dog manure, vomit, stale wine, and blood.
(OK this is a stretch but I love this quote so much that I had to squeeze it the fuck on there.)
These cards are smaller than the main ones in my shop which means nothing to you if you’ve never previously purchased a non compos card, so let’s just get technical and say that it’s the A2 size.
8 cards in a set, which means….wait for it…8 ENVELOPES. You are so lucky I understand math!
Go get yourself some! You never know when you’ll need to send a card full of nudes to your prison pen pal or a “WE MOVED” address update to your mother-in-law.