Tomorrow is the big day. Halloween. I've never liked dressing up for Halloween, even when I was a wee whippersnapper. But in the past few years we've had more fun with our sweet animals...and they are so obliging...
I'm almost certain that someone coming across this will find it offensive. Please don't- it's really not intended to be. Just take a deep breath and realize that with a last name like Terry and with two terrier boys, sometimes we just can't help ourselves. So hopefully you'll laugh along with us. We all could use a little more levity in our lives.
The Scottish terrierists and the time bomb with the Hare trigger hope you have a simply Terry-fying Halloween!
Oh, Mom, really? Do we have to do this AGAIN?! I'm so embarrassed.
I'm almost certain that someone coming across this will find it offensive. Please don't- it's really not intended to be. Just take a deep breath and realize that with a last name like Terry and with two terrier boys, sometimes we just can't help ourselves. So hopefully you'll laugh along with us. We all could use a little more levity in our lives.
The Scottish terrierists and the time bomb with the Hare trigger hope you have a simply Terry-fying Halloween!
2 comments:
You are so crazy. In a good way.
=D
PS. My offering today is a Halloween story poem if you'd like to take a look before the 31st passes us by:
Halloween Horror: A Ghostly Tale
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