Us rednecks put toothless jack-er-lanterns on da hood of one 'em cars that broke down in our yards and if we get a lil het up bout Hallerween we might drag out one of them thar skel-ee-tuns of the dawgs that got kilt when tha porch fell round-a-bout last Chrittmuss when Mama came home from tha big house ( and not the one outback, neether!) lol




The sky is black, the wind is dead
I hear your screams in my head
I will twist you, corrupt you, turn your heart black
I am the fear that makes your mouth go slack
What presence am I that can't be seen?
I am the spirit of Halloween!

TheHalloweenQn