Birdbrains by Thom Bluemel for October 28, 2015

Love the doormat…

I don’t think the people attached to the hands inside are not happy campers.

Is this one of those “Hell Houses”?

There’s an idea – chocolate fountain runoff.

Like it will stop the kid from eating it….bag and all.

I’d take it over a barbecued candy apple.

Hang on a minute, I’ll get the marshmallows!

Beggars can’t be choosers.

M&M’s (that’s M&M’s backward): melts in your hand, not in your mouth.

What a devilish neighbor. But his Halloween candy is going like a house afire.

That’s not chocolate!

I am sure he has Atomic fireballs, or Jaw breakers, how about those?

I guess Superkid wont be back for s’more.

Y’know, I’ve always wondered …

Why does an unwritten rule of being a superhero seem to be that you must wear your underwear outside your pants?

Take Bob Dylan ‘s advice, kid. Go knock on heaven’ s door.