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October 31, 2003
A very Barger Halloween Just a quick Halloween wrap up, and a chance to show off some pumpkins.
Thursday night [10-30-2003] a couple of our people came out to the farm for a bit of pumpkin carving and general Satanic revelry. It turned out to be all adults, which may have been just as well in this case, given the inappropriate design by one of the miscreants.
Here they are. See if you can guess which one was Al's doing.
For Halloween, I also got to play Uncle Satan with my eight year old Monkey Boy. He's a big fan of The Devil and Daniel Webster movie. He was really taken with Miser Stevens soul flitting out of Scratch's pocket. The Monkey Boy does a mean high-pitched soul-moth: "Help me, Neighbor Stone."
I explained that I was the Dark Lord and Master Satan. "Follow me! Become my willing servant."
"Yes, oh Master" he answered properly. Indeed, he got on his knees, bowing and scraping. He was literally kissing my feet. Hmmm.
Turns out it was a trick! He announced that he was really 007 come to shoot Satan in the weenie.
That is SO wrong. It's just plain rude. Halloween is Satan's holiday. You don't go around persecuting Jesus on Christmas, and you shouldn't be trying to shoot the Devil's nuts off on Halloween. Especially if they're attached to your uncle.
