Everyone, meet Charlie. He's a ghost, and I swear he looks like the love child of Jack Skellington and Uncle Fester. He's made of paper clay, but he looked kinda bare so I made him his very dashing cape.
Anyway, just thought I'd share the new object of my affection.
BTW...you have to read the subject line with the best country hick accent you can muster.
How could you not fall in love with this face?