Happy Helenween
Halloween. So awesome. Everyone's going all out, what with dressing up their freakishly cute kids, getting gussied up themselves, and taking the time to write entertaining and/or scary Halloween posts.
Me...not so much. I wore the only orange in my wardrobe and consumed enough sugar to kill a busload of diabetics. Maybe later I'll hold a seance for my sex life. Good enough.
You kids have fun.
Me...not so much. I wore the only orange in my wardrobe and consumed enough sugar to kill a busload of diabetics. Maybe later I'll hold a seance for my sex life. Good enough.
You kids have fun.
posted by Helen the Felon at 5:38 PM
4 Comments:
So, anything happen? Any twitching in your pants or ectoplasm pouring out of your cooter?
Wow, Nator. That was totally gross. I'm so impressed.
FYI, kids: If ecto- or any other kind of plasm pours out of your cooter, it's time for a trip to the free clinic.
Cooter - hee hee.
Great pictures haha!
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