Miscuts by drunken Topps printing plant workers

 Based on a previous post Egreenwo from TCDB reached out with a fantastic collection of things that were Miscut so badly that I can only assume the printing staff was drunk. He sent me  picture with a stack of 18 or 20 cards laid out on a table and I could tell I needed to act.  That's all you really gotta do, is send me a sample of some of what you got and if it fails to meet any standards by my own really low ones I'll offer up some stuff in trade.  I think I sent back some commons and recent stuff to fill in slots on his set builds.  I sort of like waiting until they show up to go thru everything and this was a pleasure to do so with.  I Decided that really bad miscuts should go into the set, the more off kilter the better. 

Looks like they had some Quality Control problems in 1984.  Especially on the White Sox card which is more a parallelogram than a rectangle.  

1975 was even worse apparently.  With no borders to line up with and colors cutting the card in half it's a wonder they got any of these into packs as they were designed.  

And the backs were no better.

This one takes the cake.  I pity the poor kid who pulled this, especially if he had been experimenting with the old Wackey Tabaccey.  If you opened up your pack of cards in 1975 to get a couple of these you might be especially confused but Freehan here is a 6 sided disaster that, as far as I can tell, 4 sides are not even parallel to anything, which is actually something of an accomplishment if you stop to consider it.  This one might very well have blown some kids mind and put him off cards forever. 

Or maybe he found his true calling and now works for Topps Quality Control Office: Edge & Corners division.  There is much to be desired about the current quality of Fanatic Topps, but at least all the ones I see are straight and square. If you have a miscut like this from the last 10 years I want it.  Badly.  

Mailbag is the Reason. Ride Frankie Ride

 Well I'm not really going to give you a month of what I got in the mail in one post.  I'm not sure where the time went, but I looked up and realized I'd made some excuse to myself about not having anything to say for at least 15 of the last 30 days.  But being a blog about Frankensets I should probably just let the cards do most of the talking.  The hard-hitting analysis and pithy turns of phrase will come as they may.  

My Canadian TCDB Pal Chrisrivers sent me this classic 1962 Canadian Post Cereal card of Orlando Cepeda. Some Good Ontario Boy out on the prairies of Canada, possibly near a town like Moose Knuckle, was eating Frosted Rocks & Twigs cereal for energy to get out to do some Sluicing for gold on the riverbed before trudging to school uphill in the September snow was able to find the time to poke both Eyes and nostrils out.  

 Not only was the hand cutting it out less than steady, but the kid was slightly off on one of the eyes, probably the Zamboni fumes that kept him constantly lightheaded, which makes poor Orlando look more like an evil Robot Alex 'Worm Lips' Rodriguez who has come from the future like a centaur with laser eyes.

Chris is one of my regular trading pardners from North of the border and without a doubt the most fun.  He tossed in this nifty Barney Rubble, er I mean Schultz card too.

Other TCDB pals, like the above from Jamestagli, started including extras in trades or even occasionally sending me a stash that they have spent years holding on to for no good reason.  I guess I offer a good reason.