I love October. The leaves on the trees change, I get to wear my denim jacket, and one of my favorite holidays take place. How does a guy who watches copious amounts of horror movies every month celebrate Halloween? Well, it’s hard as shit. You saw that earlier in the month I went back to Massachusetts, but since then, I have mostly been hanging out and doing what I do every other month of the year. I did have some friends over a week or two ago to carve pumpkins, and this was mine:
When it came time for Halloween weekend, Rampaige and I threw some shit together for our outfits to go to a couple of ours friends’ parties. I made a joke about thinking True Blood was about girls on their periods, and I embarrassed Rampaige. We went as Mr. and Mrs. Fantastic Fox.
Halloween in general is slowly creeping up on New Year’s Eve when it comes to most underwhelming holidays. I love everything about October, but when the 31st finally approaches, nothing you do on that night can live up to how much fun you had when you were a kid. Halloween is no longer about kids pretending to be their favorite superhero or what have you, but it’s an excuse for adults to dress as slutty chemo patients or whatever ironic costume they will use to convince the opposite sex to sleep with them. I do really love candy though, so I made sure to take advantage of the sales on Nov. 1st.
Sorry bud, but it’s starting to sound like you need a kid of your own. This past Halloween was one of the best ever.
Yeah, because you saw ME a few weeks before it! Hahaha!
And we got pictures of us like we were from Hocus Pocus! Next time more yabbos!
More yabbos all the time! YABBO YABBO YABBO!