As much as I love these antlers, I now know they're dangerous.
These plastic bins sit on top of a table that is 4 ft high. One day I bumped the table and the antlers on top of the bins fell off and hit me on my head.
I could move them or even get rid of them but I bought them in Wyoming and hand carried them home on a flight in the pre Homeland Security days.
One of these days, I will learn how to mount the antlers on a wooden plaque but until then, I walk warily past these plastic bins and the devious antlers.
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