In a hand basket...

Hell, sometimes I feel like I live in a constant state of it. However, Monday I really was there. Hell, Michigan is a tiny little space with it's own Mayor. The ice cream was tasty and the place amusing.

It's nice they put out the welcoming mat and opened the door wide open for me.

The Mayor of Hell...he tries to avoid the paparazzi

Hall Tavern...nice hog

My parents, a double dose of Hell ...just kidding

Hell Wedding Chapel--on leap year day this year, they said they had 30 some weddings

Hell's version of the Flamingo

I think the picture says it all...