Warning!!! Do not stare at the pictures for too long or you will go insane.
Cut! Cut! Cut! Cute Curtis the Cutter had a clear career as a cook, cause he coveted cutlery and creative cuisine. Contrary to convention, his calling was to carving cartilage from collected cadavers!
Hostile Harriette had a history of
hounding her hubby Harold, who was hard of hearing. Having his fill, he hastily hindered her health at Hangman’s Hill. Now Harriette was history, and Harold only heard her howling hauntings!
Evil Edna excitedly exterminated eight exes. Each event was extreme in execution. Embowelment, electrocution, emergency embalming, evisceration, eye extractions, exploding entrails, epidermal engraving, and eventually an exploratory experiment that ended in error.
Jabber Jaw Jasper just joked about a Jinx in January, and lost his jowls to a jigsaw in July!
Fanciful Frannie had a flare for fashion. Her fault was that she forgot to fix her face.
Aunt Bea was busy becoming...beautiful!
Nasty Nancy never knew the necessity of nice nephew Norman. Now Norman has a nifty knick in his neck.
Suddenly since slightly sinking in some suspicious sludge, simple Susie’s sense of sight seemed significantly superior.
Ordinary Ophealia obsessed over the ocean. Obviously, her only offspring was ordained Octovia.
King Kyle was keen on being quite queer. The kin called him a kook, but Kyle kept his kink.
Bored Bradley and Benedict built a baby brother by binding bits barrowed from the barn. Boldly, the boys didn’t bother about Blinky’s basic brain being broken.
Cousin Martin married a most mad mate. He mentioned he met Moana at a Mortuary.
Angry Archibald adored alligators. Alas, the alligators appreciated Archibald's appetizing arms.
Tiny Tina was a ton of trouble. She had to be taught that toxins tasted terrible.
Pretty Patty. Petite, proper, poised and partial to porcelain, was she. Upon her passing from a peculiar paranoia of parades, she postponed her plight by preserving herself in this portrait.
Tick. Tock. Time took its toll on tired old Thomas and Tilda. Trouble was no one told them their time terminated tragically two years ago.
Woeful William Welles never wore white. What a worry! When he wastes away we will wonder whether he will want white wings? Why, what a wicked and wild whim!
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Straynge Family Reunion - Dated October 31,1899
In late Summer of 1874, a small mob of concerned and angry townsfolk gathered to try to run the Straynge Family out of their homes. Only the dog survived.
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"Ghost of Stephen Foster" by The Squirrel Nut Zippers
Peter and Paula had perfectly peculiar progeny that were parasitic towards their parents. As a precaution, Peter permanently palmed his pistol against a plan for patricide.
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