♫ The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolfman,
Dracula, and his son ♫
♫ The scene was rockin’, all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, ‘The Crypt-Kicker Five’ ♫
♫They played the mash, they played the monster mash
The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash
They played the mash, it caught on in a flash
They played the mash, they played the monster mash ♫
Halloween wouldn’t be the same without a dose of Friday the 13th
“I met him, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes… the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply… evil.”
-Dr. Sam Loomis talking about Michael Myers
I think these bears were supposed to meet for lunch but one got the wrong park.
The surface colour of both A and B are identical. Just use your finger to cover the place where both parts meet and you’ll see.
Sometimes the seasons sneak up on us, catching us off guard by ushering us into our favorite or most dreaded time of year before we are ready. This year has been no exception. It’s time to take out the warm gloves hats, scarves and shovels… winter has arrived and has no plans of leaving.