Everyone seems to have at least one a friend or relative who's in charge of forwarding you all the latest spam mailings. For us, it's our FIL, who sees to spend the portion of the day when he is not doting on our tiny nieces and nephwes dispatching to the entirety of his copious address book photoessays of ice sculptures in Finland and pleas for that missing kid (which is inevitably so out of date the party in question has actually finished graduate school).
He also sends us that annual the "dogs in embarrassing costumes" mail for Halloween. This years pickings is quite good, but this image in particular makes us yearn to adopt a batch of wiener doggies so we can similarly humiliate the poor beasts:

He also sends us that annual the "dogs in embarrassing costumes" mail for Halloween. This years pickings is quite good, but this image in particular makes us yearn to adopt a batch of wiener doggies so we can similarly humiliate the poor beasts:

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Date: 2008-10-27 09:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-27 11:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-28 01:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-27 09:40 pm (UTC)You really need a pack of wiener doggies for this. Or should I say a "bunch"?
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Date: 2008-10-28 02:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-28 03:21 am (UTC)I promise there will be humiliating weenie photos from my end. Although Franz's costume is reasonably sedate -- he's a skeleton this year. I did the whole hot dog vendor/hot dog with my dachshund Duke (who I had when I was younger) -- I didn't want to subject him to the puffy bun thing, so I made an Oscar Meyer wiener band.
BANANAS ARE GENIUS eeeeeeeeeeee
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Date: 2008-10-28 09:08 am (UTC)