A lifetime of disappointment, under-achievement and shattered dreams leave me bitter, twisted and hateful. Homo-cidally so. On All Hallow’s Day… my demons come crawling out of the cold, dark, fetid unplumbed profundity that is at the lowest depths of my dank, demented subconscious.
I take my vengeance out on the unsuspecting rich, the powerful and arrogant, and those that act in awful ways with impunity! JL and the local constabulary sometimes find the victims of my wrath, met with horrible and ghastly ends that leave one and all wrought with dread and fear. Sometimes the victims just disappear - never to be seen again!
And nobody suspects the dog walking amicable stubfart, always smiling, always ready with a lame or rude joke. You, who know so very well the nature of my soul - would never give utterance of warning to the authorities lest my wrath fall upon you…would you?
Where do I draw my inspiration for my crimes of rage and vengeance? There are places…if you care or dare to visit them.
Disclaimer: in point of fact Halloween is pretty tough on me. Cederq usually comes by and TP’s my house. Then Pete F eggs the Dawgmobile… and then some wank - probably Chutes or Tree Mike… finishes me off with a door bell and a burning bag of dog shit on the door step. I try to stomp it out with my Crocs as I curse and shout into the night… and that’s when I get busted by the cops and taken down to the remand centre for a 30 day vacation for disturbing the peace.
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But … one day … I WILL have my revenge … ☠️
More Halloween foolishness below the fold. I hope the little ones in your circle have a great night.
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