Halloween 2008: Oak Lawn, Part XVII

Continuing where we left off...
"I'm supposed to give birth to who?"

Yeah, well, they told the Wright Bros. they'd never fly either.

Why so glum?  Only six months to go until the next Ren fair.

So I'm not the only one pumped about Halloween.

Supreme Court Justice 2.0.

"I pledge allegiance to the United 'Hood of Gorilla."

"You shouldn't have splurged, honey."

"Yeah, but pearl is your birthstone and you deserved something special this year."


Wait.  Are those flames coming from his ass?  Oh, boy.

The real Deadheads follow wherever even Jerry Garcia's ghost goes.

Much more tasteful than his originally planned costume as a butt plug.

This week on Ugly Betty...

That dude rules.

The NRA would like to take this opportunity to remind you that guns don't kill people.  Bullets do.

Is it too late for a sequel entitled The Bride of the Bride of Frankenstein?

"Pleased to meet you.  Hope you guessed my name."

One for the ladies.  Okay, two for the ladies (and a certain subset of the guys).

Michael Phelps = medalling teenager.*

*Okay, not actually a teenager.  Whatever.  Thanks, Wikipedia, for ruining that joke.


Swinger's club?

This relationship was already over as of a couple hours ago when he showed up at her door without a matching costume.

In the future, women will be genetically modified so their hair color will alert men as to their moods.  These prototypes demonstrate how purple indicates horniness while fuscia signals that she's sooooooooo drunk.

Alexplored 10/25/08.  All images and text copyright 2008 Alexplorer.
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