The night was dark as pitch as Toad lit the rank candelabra in Mars House. The skull of old Sam Hain, who had drowned in the steaming blog, grinned knowingly. Toad roused the FrankenWote Monster from it's fetid slumber. They had a visitor this Hallowe'en - Count VampenWoodsy en route to his hideous repose on the Yorkshire moors. As they turned to meet in the gibbous glow of the ancient candles, Toad heard a familiar annual rant to which the fiends began to twitch in a hellish mimicry of human dance. And so through the rooms of the old Mars House there began to grow the necrotic rasp of ..Oh No! The Monster Mash!
I am sad to say that I pretty-much forgot it was Halloween. Sigh. And it used to be so important to me.
But let's be clear on one thing: I don't mind lighting the candles or waking FrankenWote (at least the latter stops that horrid snoring!), but i draw the line at clearing up all that melted wax afterwards.
Hehehe!
ReplyDeleteSuch horrid homilies, worthy of the great M.R.James himself!
Happy Halloween Everybody, have a ghoulish time!
Mmuuuaahhhhaaaaa!
I am sad to say that I pretty-much forgot it was Halloween. Sigh. And it used to be so important to me.
ReplyDeleteBut let's be clear on one thing: I don't mind lighting the candles or waking FrankenWote (at least the latter stops that horrid snoring!), but i draw the line at clearing up all that melted wax afterwards.
Volunteers?