Debris.
Detritus.
Flotsam and jetsam.
I think “flotsam and jetsam” describes it best.
Can you guess where this odd assortment was found?
Yep. Behind the couch.
I imagine every family accumulates a similar collection (except ours is singularly lacking in currency):
A suckerfish from the Go Fish deck
The Ubiquitous Marble
Ammunition originating from two different types of weapons–nerf guns and a sling shot
Arielle’s plastic purple skirt
Wrapper from a mini Toblerone–probably consumed clandestinely
Assorted lego
Home-dried raisins, in a container (the good thing is that the environment of the house is dry enough to dehydrate fruit–they would have molded in the last place)
Pink and purple paper house
Two halves of the same acorn
A headless beetle….
And there’s only one reason to delve that deep into the underworld–we are moving again. This time into a house we have purchased.
Give It A Burl 
“This time into a house we have purchased.”
!!! 😀 !!!
Reminds me of a girl I spoke to about two or three years ago who didn’t think they’d stay in New Zealand. 😉
PS. I’ve got a little “flotsam and jetsam” collector in Europe at the moment who sees such brilliant variety of… stuff, and is convinced she needs to put stuff in her backpack, and in her pockets, and hide it in her hands, and “take it home” to New Zealand. And I’m, like, not my genes. Definitely not my genes 😀