Wrong Turn, our interpretation
For a brief moment I lost my camera. My super awesome, can’t live without it, love it more than my man (but not really… ::shifty eyes:: ) camera. It ended up being in MB’s trunk, thank all available deities. On its chip are my Halloween pictures, among other things. Here’s a little taste of the cannabalistic redneck family:

This way to candy… we had two of these signs, each at opposite ends of our friends’ street.

There were four of these across the front of the yard.

Tools of the trade. On the lower left is a baby in a jar, and on the lower right is our jar of eyeballs.

Mmmm… barbecue… this was before we dumped fake blood on the bunny.

Brother and sister for a day. My pants are giving you the finger (I had them sewn all over my bibs. I also had a skunk safety pinned to my pants.
Random segue: I have this song stuck in my head. It’s going to be a good day…
November 4, 2009