My rotton French sock monkey Georges Le Soq is like
"I vant zee free candy on dis barbaric American holiday" and I am like
"you'll need a costume!" and he is like
"I be zee, how you say, heavy metal skull! I am zee rock and roller" and I am like
"you are a DEVIL is what you are" and he is like
"ees good point, I be devilish skull, oui?" and we made him this cute little mask.
The wife offered to read his fortune in the tarot, and suprise! The fool.....
Later we walked in the cemetery down the street. It has veterans in it that fought against the British in 1776, plus plenty of Civil War veterans too...and a lot of sad head stones for babies and children....it is a SPOOKY cemetery on a cloudy day...
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7 comments:
amigo... i'm so envious of the big manhattan project, i mean, trip. that sock monkey is like a surrogate child... it goes everywhere with you and you have to make it a halloween costume, hilarious
Dude. That jacket with the purple pants is making one heck of a fashion statement! ;-)
You are a fashion plate.
Yes, that is a spooky cemetery indeed.
That cemetery looks COOL!!
And leave it to Georges to be the trickster when everyone else just wants to get treats...
Wow, spooky cemetery, spooky sock monkey, great spooky Halloween! :) Love it!
Ohh, you gotta love old cemeteries.
Gary, those elephant teapots are gorgeous.
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