And thus, the consumed doth consume the consumer

Whoops. Kinda sorta forgot to wish you guys a Happy Thanksgiving and do something related. Well, I’m still on time… in some part of the world. Oh well, hope you guys had awesome pavo and arroz con gandules and pernil and batatas and “pie” de calabaza and ensalada de coditos y de papas and oh God the leftovers are calling to me I can’t eat anymore oh God why do you do this to me please make it stop I feel like I’m going to explode please make these voices shut up they’re not real what? juicy? i know your juicy but i cant eat anymor ive already had seconds of seconds and its just not right and what? gravy? and stuffing? so delisios im drolin so god mus rol to kichen eat evry ting in frige tank god is ony ones a yer

And now that I’ve regained some part of my sanity, I’ll share some pictures that have absolutely nothing to do with anything. It’s my way of saying thanks for your continued support and patience (by the way, Zeraphil is now desktop-less for a few days, so we ask that you please fight any urge you may have of forming an angry mob. Thank you).

Pictures after the break.

Parade of Wrecks

This one’s mine… well, was.

And this one’s William’s… well, was.

Each one is a story all on its own, but that, my friends, is for another time. Just know that I wasn’t even in my car when it was wrecked.

Faces of fear

Heavy(Drinking + Vomiting) = …

The one 9 year old you shouldn’t feel embarrassed about being scared of.

The latter is my brother. He is the sum of Bad and Ass.

Not-so-witty title for pictures of animals

Biggest and beautiful-est moth I’ve ever seen

Salty, our forever puppy pitbull.

Salty also has a story of his own, but, again, not for this post. I will say this, though: he was rescued from the beach.

Feel free to request any of these full sized. Salty, for example, looks much better in high resolution. I’ve also got more pictures of him, all of them just adorable. And, since I technically still haven’t said it, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!