My husband...the punk prankster.

I came downstairs to putz around online after making a lovely meal. (I was the first one done, I usually am, but I only had to eat dinner...everyone else had to choke back snot and the food...too much information?)



Much to my dismay and horror, I find this picture staring me in the face:

I know, I know...it is sort of funny.

Jon knows I have a fondness for Rob Pattinson...well more of an obsession actually, but who's keeping tabs? Maybe he thought that making this ubsurd picture and putting it on my desktop background would cure me of said obsession? I don't know what goes in his brain most of the time, and I probably know him better than anyone...but your guess is as good as mine right now.

Ugh. It's just so disturbing to look at. Ugh.