This will haunt my dreams. Proof the interwebz are possessed? You’re welcome.
An alien contemplating its next victim?
A balding werewolf? (Team Jacob in 30 years!).
A SyFy Saturday night Creature? Really, who knows?
*Or it’s a bear, after an unfortunate encounter with an overzealous barber and a set of industrial-strength clippers. Seriously, THIS is why animals wear coats. They look damn silly naked.
In case you’re wondering, Han (my awesome nephew) utterly disapproves of these shenanigans.
|DUDE! That smells TERRIBLE!|
This post probably isn’t as funny as I find it at midnight-thirty. I turn into a pumpkin at 10:30, so WHO THE HELL IS WRITING THIS CRAP?