Forum:Too late for Halloween, I know, but nobody cares.
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Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighborhood.
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul of getting down
Will stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell.
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of 40,000 years
And grizzley goons from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom.
And though you fight to stay alive,
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil... of... the Thriller.
AH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAA-HAAAAAAAAA!
And now for something completely different: ~[ths] Keeper of the Bloodwine 
01:46, 11/03/2011
- This seems somewhat fuzzier than I expected. Strange. ~
06:31, 3 Novelniver 2011
- Well I saw nothing like this, so, this is all false.
Sincerely, islandmonkey - go speak 18:04, 3 Novelniver 2011 (UTC)
- There are demons in my pants! Monsignor Onslow Peaches - Speak slowly into the tube 16:32, 4 Novelniver 2011 (UTC)
- There are Michael Jacksons in my pants! -- Hindleyak Converse • ?blog • Click here! 17:21, 4 Novelniver 2011 (UTC)
- There are demons in my pants! Monsignor Onslow Peaches - Speak slowly into the tube 16:32, 4 Novelniver 2011 (UTC)
- Well I saw nothing like this, so, this is all false.
