Tuesday will be the day little ghouls, goblins, superheroes, royalty and more trod the streets looking for candy. In my neighborhood, I can’t remember the last time I got a trick-or-treater, but in Sarah’s neighborhood where I’m sitting Charlie, there are a lot of kids. Last year, several of us sat in a central location to hand out candy in the circle; I’m not sure if that’ll happen this time, but I’m prepared. I don’t know what I’ll do if these guys ring the doorbell, though.
Maybe I’ll hand out skritches and smooches.
This is not appealing at all. Image found on Korrect Kritters.
Gollum would like to know what you’ve done with the precious. And no, he won’t stop looking at you like that. It’s sorta his thing. Image found on Graphics99.
Have I gone mad? Yes. You’ll find out how mad later. Image found on Pinterest.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear. But he wasn’t as pissed off as I am. Image found on Once Upon A Prime.
Human, you are the bane of my existence. Image found on The Funny Place.
This to me looks like a Scarlet Witch costume in black. Scarlet or Ebony, she’s one witch you don’t want to mess with. Image found on cheezburger.
Watched the “It” update again earlier this month, and it’s still frightening. Bill Skarsgard is great and creepy as hell, but there’s a malevolence to Tim Curry’s performance in the original miniseries that can’t be matched. Pennywise is still the only clown I can halfway abide, and that’s probably only because he came from the mind of Stephen King. Image found on Pinterest.
I vant to drink your tuna juice! Image found on cheezburger.
How would you swipe on this 3-D lockscreen without getting bitten? Image found on eBaum’s World.
Why, yes, I AM the GOAT. Thank you for recognizing my greatness! Image found on Bored Panda.
Comin’ in for a bear hug! GIF found on Tenor.
This is not Charlie, but except for the socks on his paws, lack of freckles on his mouth and his eyes not being quite as blue, this one could almost pass for him. Oh, except Charlie would not be a Viking, but a king (King Charles, don’t ya know). Image found on Pinterest.
I'm a retiree in his seventies. That may not be significant to many, since there is a bunch of us Baby Boomers around. However, in the year 2,000, when I received a diagnosis of Multiple Myeloma, I expected to be dead in three to five years.
Serenity is a fuzzy belly 