Happy Day-after-Halloween

Note: this was going to be my Halloween post but a flooded basement threw me off schedule so...Happy Day-after-Halloween.

 Here are some funnies for you in keeping with the holiday.

Our neighborhood does an annual Halloween parade and the local high school marching band joins in, with the students all in costumes. This year, a couple band moms uncovered a box of old guard (flag corps) uniforms. Add a little makeup and the band this year was followed by...

Zombie Band Moms!

Now that's the stuff Halloween nightmares are made of.

And before you ask, no I am not in that group.

But my daughter-in-law is.

Moving on...

Halloween and graveyards always seem to go together. 

Here are a few actual headstones, mixed in with a few pictures that seemed to fit.

Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York: 
Born 1903--Died 1942. 
Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the 
car was on the way down. It was.

Bad move, Harry.

 Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up 
and no place to go. 

Think about it.

 

Here lies Johnny Yeast. 
Pardon him for not rising.  

A headstone groaner.

Yeah, we all know that feeling.

Here lays The Kid, 
We planted him raw. 
He was quick on the trigger, 
But slow on the draw.   

Eternally bad poetry.

 Okay, shifting gears here. 

I have a challenge for you.

Give me your best caption for this picture.

(I may even come up with a prize.)

If it helps, this gentleman's name is Buster.

He's one of my grandpuppies.

And even though Buster might have gotten an "aw" 

(more likely a giggle or a snicker)

I still have your regular "aw" of the week.

 Everybody needs a buddy.

Okay, that's it for now. Did you find something in here to make to smile? 

Giggle? Chuckle? Laugh out loud? 

I hope so. Did you have a favorite?

Don't forget to leave your caption for Buster's picture.

Thought for Today: