Post by Leslie Sarkany on Nov 1, 2011 16:23:25 GMT -5
From the land of the Bluenose......the ashen face stared back at me. The blood shot eyes were weeping. The stubble on my face was thicker than anything the UK could muster! The horror...the horror but the the real horror was yet to come. I craved brains! Fresh brains, bowels, liver and ....maybe a little kidneys on the side with djoin mustard.
My limbs were numb with no feeling in any extremities. The door bell rang. I was back in bed dead. Who was at the door?
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So horrible is this photo that you ...if you dare....will have to open it yourself me bouy!
The Gipper! Come to suck my blood from this cold dead body but readily settled for some strawberries which he devoured before he left our abode before he continued on his blood sucking quest!
The horror just kept on coming and coming!
Pumpkin heads suffering from alseimer trying to find their way to the bathroom!
Ghosts floating in crystal ball!
Carnivorous pumpkins grinning like a jackal at any flesh that passed by!
A black cat ready to pounce and tear flesh! Yellow eyes that looked deep into your very being!
Navy Davy at the doorstep............no fresh brains there for this living dead walker! He had the same idea on his ...mind...but he had none so we both settled for a Tim's and a breakfast sandwich. A very poor substitute for brains!
Navy Davy was literally dead on his feet! One can tell these things as he swung like a hobbit possessed by a harpie................................a true walking dead. A bouy who was prone to being prone and scratching that which itched!
He bent down...long ways for that bouy being 6'4 and out popped a demonic case.
Empty of cancer sticks.....................dead anyway!
The sun was slowly cresting over the horizon. Navy Davy was in his usual position with his spine just upright, tight and out of sight. A common ailment for those of us that are the living dead!
The dig was coming to an end as the sun sank ever so slowly and ND and I knew by the further stiffening of the bones an end was in sight.
Nd had taken his toll from the land of the dead!
With the Bluenoser right behind having dug the crypt of a bouy from 1832.
Once home in his own mausoleum it was show time! Hunny Bunny suppling the treats.............blood...fresh blood!
My limbs were numb with no feeling in any extremities. The door bell rang. I was back in bed dead. Who was at the door?
a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/297476_10150356515597169_516042168_8087879_116025102_n.jpg
So horrible is this photo that you ...if you dare....will have to open it yourself me bouy!
The Gipper! Come to suck my blood from this cold dead body but readily settled for some strawberries which he devoured before he left our abode before he continued on his blood sucking quest!
The horror just kept on coming and coming!
Pumpkin heads suffering from alseimer trying to find their way to the bathroom!
Ghosts floating in crystal ball!
Carnivorous pumpkins grinning like a jackal at any flesh that passed by!
A black cat ready to pounce and tear flesh! Yellow eyes that looked deep into your very being!
Navy Davy at the doorstep............no fresh brains there for this living dead walker! He had the same idea on his ...mind...but he had none so we both settled for a Tim's and a breakfast sandwich. A very poor substitute for brains!
Navy Davy was literally dead on his feet! One can tell these things as he swung like a hobbit possessed by a harpie................................a true walking dead. A bouy who was prone to being prone and scratching that which itched!
He bent down...long ways for that bouy being 6'4 and out popped a demonic case.
Empty of cancer sticks.....................dead anyway!
The sun was slowly cresting over the horizon. Navy Davy was in his usual position with his spine just upright, tight and out of sight. A common ailment for those of us that are the living dead!
The dig was coming to an end as the sun sank ever so slowly and ND and I knew by the further stiffening of the bones an end was in sight.
Nd had taken his toll from the land of the dead!
With the Bluenoser right behind having dug the crypt of a bouy from 1832.
Once home in his own mausoleum it was show time! Hunny Bunny suppling the treats.............blood...fresh blood!
Congrats ND on the neat cigarette case, never saw one dug before. Good job on the old copper Leslie WTG!