Wednesday, October 03, 2007


Why should you haunt your local thrift stores every Hallowe'en?

Because where else would you find that mini-skirt wearing witch tablecloth that's just perfect for your Hallowe'en bash? Shake those pasty white and disturbingly shapely calves of yours, Witchiepoo! Those boots were made for walking... with Satan!!!

1 comment:

Sparkle Plenty said...

I think this ghost is disturbingly happy to be made into a stew--like those ecstatic little tomatoes in Campbell soup ads. But, maybe now that he's a ghost, he's all like insouciantly waving and saying, "What can you do to me now?"