All I see is a photographer...
I'll never unsee this. Thanks, internet!
After careful consideration, I have decided that there are at least 500 zombies in the back of that truck. Okay, 600.
Fun fact: Frasier left psychiatry to become a swimsuit model.*
*Not actually true.
Creeper status: through the roof (and the shower curtain).
I could Nazi it at first, but then ”” BOOM, there it was. Right under my nose like a stupid little mustache.
"Happy last birthday!"
"Who said that?"
And that's the last we heard from her!
Just kidding. She's fine, gang. That's just a pizza delivery man.
Either there's something wrong with this camera, or a good-natured ghost volunteered at an organic apple non-profit.
Ooooooh... I see.
Yeah, that's not right.
I guess I won't be sleeping any time soon.
Twenty years later:
"So, what brings you to therapy?"
*slides over this photo*
Looks like somebody pre-partied a little too hard before this show.
Been there, sister. Been there.
Kid: "Putting a scary picture in a box like that. Very funny, Dad!"
*attic door closes*
Kid: "Uh oh."
"It was crazy, man. These upset birds smashed through my windshield. I was like, 'Why are y'all so upset?' They were like, 'Some green pigs stole our eggs.' Next thing you know, they burrowed into my chest. It was nuts."
This is a family-friendly site!
Get your mind out of the gutter. LOL.
Coolest photobomb ever. Very chill, actually. Ice cold, some would say. OK, no more hints.