Thursday, December 23, 2010

And In Those Days...

The bowels of the earth and all that which is foul and unholy shall vomit forth.  The abomination that spews forth will horrify and consume, laying waste to all that is good any holy.

The prophesy has begun. (And yes, it was tempting to gut punch him but I didn't want to listen to it sing)

9 comments:

The Frog Queen said...

OMG!!! Run for you lives everyone!! This is it, the end of the world!!!

Seriously, that scared the living *&^%$ out of me.

Merry Christmas!

Cheers!

cinderelly said...

hahahaha! have a happy christmas mister macabre!

Tristan Robin Blakeman said...

hahahahahahah - or hohohohohohoh
whichever
Sparkle!
Shimmer!
Glimmer!
Gleam!

Merry, merry, Christmas to you!

♥´¨)
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(¸.•´ (¸.•´♥ Tristan ♥

trickortreat said...

I want one under MY tree for Christmas! I mean buried. Under my tree. Out back. With the roots of the tree pinning it down so it never rises again. Oh, and it's an oak tree. Those have roots that go deep enough, don't you think?


Happy Festivus, Mr. Macabre!

Mr. Macabre said...

I knew I liked you people for a good reason!

Macabre Christmas Y'all!!!!

The Favorite Things Guy said...

OMG! Run for your life!!!!!! LOL

Peter Varvel said...

AAAH HA HA HA HA HA HA!
I must say, I think this is even scarier than your usual posts about Hallowe'en!
;)

Robin's Egg Bleu said...

OH, my husband...the naughty creature he is, wrapped one of these up for me this year. Funny, very very funny. Now I have to find some poor little girl who'll take it off my hands. Unless I remake him. That's a bit tempting. It wouldn't be something the Beib would appreciate. Great blog! Have a terrific New Year!
Take Care,
Robin

Mr. Macabre said...

@ Robin's Egg Bleu...I have one word for you in response to what your husband did:

Revenge ;)

Please someone, anyone, tell me what the fascination with Justin Booboo is, please, I'm dying here, I don't get it!