One of the greatest tragedies of living in Hello Kitty Hell is that even when Halloween is over, the torture from the holiday doesn’t end because all the fanatics feel it necessary to email me and my wife their Hello Kitty costumes. All I can say is that I’m just happy that none of them ended up at my front door…
Sent in by Sabree
Sent in by danny
Sent in by Carmen
Sent in by Jaime (“I really wanted to be Hello Kitty and I thought that by duct taping my mouth shut I’d make it more accurate since she doesn’t have a mouth. instead everyone thought I was Hostage Hello Kitty.”)
Sent in by Kay (via myspace bragathon)
Sent in by Samantha (“This is not me, I merely found this picture mixed in with all of the other ones being uploaded for the halloween season.”)
Sent in by Sarah (“Better believe I dragged my husband into it.”)
Sent in by Jenn (mom to Seaney)
Left by Chema Cx on facebook