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Pumpkins, Pirates and Princesses?

Welcome to our Halloween edition of Pause, Ponder and Pun. Good luck scaring up a comment this week, folks. See you Saturday when we'll take a boo at our winner...

When you're done here, check out Mad-Mad Margo, ettarose and Kirsten to fill your captioning fix. They've got some great pics today, too.

And if you're looking for more boo for your buck, check out Humor Bloggers Dot Com for more Halloween hilarity!

Comments

ba_hutch said…
"I don't wanna be picky...but...could you puh-lease try to blend the sides in a little better this time?!?"
ba_hutch said…
"I really love my creation--it fits you so well. I can see your inner beauty."
Moooooog35 said…
Shit like this is why I don't go to Supercuts any more.
Anonymous said…
Brainz!

Brainz!

Sorry, my inner zombie keeps screaming to come out and this picture just sent it into a tizzy!

hee hee

word veri: heatubse
Me-Me King said…
Inspired by Edward Scissorhands, Maxine prepares for her beauty school finals.
Me-Me King said…
Stop complaining, it'll grow back!
Moooooog35 said…
The original scene for the Grease montage, 'Beauty School Dropout.'
Donnie said…
She's picking my brain. She must like me!
Hey, kirative is my word verification and kirative is what what these commenters are!
What do you think? A little more off the top?
Jasmine said…
Great picture. Hairdressers have tat knack....
Brian Miller said…
could you take just a bit more off?

whoops i think i knicked your ear...
Jim from "The Office" asks his cosmetologist for a bit more off of the cerebellum.
Ronda Laveen said…
Sweetie, I know you just got your cosmotologist's license and, as your husband, I want to support your every desire but...I said I wanted "dredlocks" not "head lops."
Leeuna said…
Will I still be able to do the comb over thing?

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