objet de wtf
A thing so strange, it might as well be cursed. You see it, and you instantly regret your life choices.
My dad’s objet de wtf is a hat that changes color when it rains. It’s also made of jelly.
That giant egg on my neighbor’s porch is an objet de wtf. It’s got a face and a mustache.
The objet de wtf in my sister’s room is a toaster that sings opera. It’s also on fire.