Saturday, October 25, 2008

Flashback Friday: Costumes

Yeah, Playette hates them, but I can't resist. I'm not big into Halloween so thus far the costumes have come from a community yard sale and a friend. Maybe one day I'll be bitten by the celebration bug. Who knows.

I would have waited until next week to post this, but I have something else in mind already for that day.

October 31, 2007





October 18, 2008
Our neighbors had a party. "Ghosts on the Coast" they called it. Cute, huh?






Killer view from the party.


Playette checking out the view.


Peapod checking out the view.


Oh! Because it made me laugh, here's a joke:

A man is walking home alone late one foggy Halloween night, when behind him he hears:

BUMP...


BUMP...


BUMP...



Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.


BUMP...


BUMP...



BUMP...



Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him.



FASTER...


FASTER...



BUMP...



BUMP...



BUMP....


He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping.


clappity-BUMP ...


clappity-BUMP...


clappity-BUMP...


on his heels, as the terrified man runs.


Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, he locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.


With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door.




Bumping and clapping toward him.




The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup! Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...


and,





(hopefully you're ready for this)









The coffin stops.





HAPPY HALLOWEEN!