Photos of Romney’s America Where Only 53% Matter
Oh, I wish I knew who lives here because I would love to shake their hand. Well, at least email them and thank them since I’m not going to travel where ever they are. And I can tell you from the photos that this home is not in New Mexico… it has something we don’t. Grass.
Anyway, enjoy. Very very creative and I think this scene should magically appear on the Romney lawn on Halloween. Yes?
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That…is freaking AWESOME. Man, I wish I would have thought of that! I even have the same hanging severed head in the pic that has the “Gay Rights” sign! My daughter picked that out at the Halloween store all by herself. Charming kid I’ve got, right?
Yes, most definitely charming! Actually, I am serious. Halloween allows us a time where we can step out of our normal selves and visit the macabre. It’s fun!!!
It is fun, and we’re kind of a semi-oddball family in that regard anyway. My kid was watching Tim Burton’s Nightmare Before Christmas and sleeping with a Jack Skellington doll when she was about 2 or 3, and she never really stopped enjoying that sort of dark, otherworldly-type stuff. My mom yelled at me about that – and still does – but what can I say? It’s just the way my clan rolls!
I love Jack! I have a Jack Hat, too. Big floppy top hat style with strips and a big ol’ Jack on the front.