Fall 2010

Contrary to popular belief...

The Witch & Dorothy get along great.

Dang;

Who's a sexy witch?

A sexy witch.

This is our everyday attire.


That's right folks.
I got these talons scrubbed and buffed.
(Send your sympathy donations to the Kitsap Mall)

I can't stop staring at my new found toes.

Come on in.

The waters great.

This is a before shot.

It's ok to be disgusted.

Even I was.

Just a normal night at the Casey house.

This pretty much speaks for its self.

So if you care to find me.

Look to the western skies.

Look at those shoulders.

I'm one handsome lady.

Ready for hair and make-up.

Nobody likes a bearded witch.
(the sacrifices I make for you people...)

SWW. Looking for a wizard of equal income.

My tights were riding up.

Me and my punkin'

Llama.

At a pumpkin patch.

Further proof that nothing can resist the beauty of pumpkins.

The Bea Arthur Pumpkin.

The polygamist section.

(They were all over each other.)

Thank God I'm a Country Boy.

I think these pumpkins were under the weather.

They look a little green.

Just doing my part to show love to pumpkins.

Can we get some privacy?

The Kirstie Alley.

TOWANDA!!!

I WANT THIS.

The Cloris Leachman.

This looks like a pedaphile drew it.

I want to live on a pumpkin farm.

It would make me so happy.

BOBBY! HUNGRYYY!

Just a man.

Fondling a pumpkin.

Nothing to see.

I do have to say..

It was the lamest pumpkin patch ever.

It was like it was ran by wal-mart.

"Hey driver, just drop those at my place."

When a mommy and daddy pumpkin don't love each other anymore...

The Wendy Williams.

The Duggars.

The Michael Jackson.

Nothing funny about a beautiful peice of unmade pumpkin pie.

Billy.

Blog from the past.

So,

Maybe I haven't been doing a whole lot of exciting things...

But, I thought I'd dig deep in the vault

And show you guys some pictures from when I visited in July.

Enjoy!

(Like you could resist.)

So, for those of you who know me;

You know that I have no dignity.

And for those of you who don't...

You now know I have no dignity.

My days would be a lot easier
and less time consuming,
if children were not always in front of me
when I clearly have seniority.


Maybe it's a lonely (slightly scary) thought,
but I always imagined I'd marry a statue.
Of an animal?
of course.



CRIKEY, MATE!!!

Finally.

I was not the only Hungry, Hungry Hippo

at the zoo.

I had to wait for the kids to get off the Hippo.

Thus, sadness.

I'd like to take this time to focus on something serious.

Here in America,

Birds are hungry.

So do your part.

Like me.

Nothing to see.

Just a fat guy and a sea creature.

Get over it.

I can no longer lie.

For those of you who have been wondering...

The reason I moved here...

Sir Mix Alot's parents...

This is there house..

(ya know.. the "i like big buts" guy..)

The original Starbuck's Coffee in Seattle.

Nothing funny there.

This is Pike's Market.

They throw fish.

At each other..

I don't understand.

Ride, Ride, Ride

That pony.

It may have been a donkey.

I don't know.

We've already covered the bird's hunger issues..

Now;

Let's cover mine.

Anyone who has been looking for the real Rose

from Titanic...

THE SEARCH IS OVER!!

Found her.

And;

Anyone looking for this...

It's you're lucky day, too.

YOU ARE WELCOME

I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD.

I think..

No one else seems too.

It doesn't get a much prettier

than this.

Maybe I lied.

Because this...

this right here...

IS SEXY.

U.S.S. Turner-Joy.

I one day hope to buy this thing...

and live on it.

Do you know how long

that father and son have been standing there?

Talk about being dedicated to your job.

Bird.

Friend.

Friend Bird.

This person has a heart of gold.

Or was it bronze?

I don't know.

Take a little time to enjoy, The View.

Me and my girl Gina.

She doesn't much care for me.

But, that's my fault.

I can be obnoxious.

According to some people.

I felt like the caveman in the Geico commercial.

I thought you people deserved to see my reaction.

This;

Is Bruce Villanche.

He is a D-List Celebrity.

I, being the dedicated Journalist;

followed him.

For you.

No need to thank me.