They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts

Monday, November 30, 2009

Thanksgiving Memories

Thanks for pushing your knuckles together and laughing like a clown because you could make your fingers slightly resemble a vagina. What's Thanksgiving dinner without a creepy uncle?

Detroit, MI
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