Boo-yah. The classic X-Entertainment Halloween Jukebox available, of course.
I downloaded Hipster Halloween after hearing a lot of the songs on Bindlegrim Radio. It's a nice alternative to the same Halloween CDs that come out every year that for some reason really, really want to make 'Purple People Eater' happen. I fucking hate that song. However, it does inexplicably include 'Teddy Bear's Panic' on it. What the fuck, Henry Hall? Henry Hall, for the record, looked like someone my sister would date. So from now on Henry Hall is her boyfriend, we've decided. We were probably drunk at the time.
SPEAKING OF DRUNK... Voodoo and I purchased some Rickard's Cardigan beer. Because it's wearing a sweater. No, seriously, that's why Voodoo bought the first box. But then we bought two more boxes, because we actually liked it. ...and Aleister Crane drank all of the first box. It's a nice autumn flavour that manages not to taste like rotting pumpkin. Next on the Spooky Brew list is Dead Guy Ale. I'll let you know how that goes.
Martha Stewart really dropped the ball this year. The only time we ever buy her bloody magazine is in October, but this year the Halloween issue was a fucking reprint! BOO-URNS, MARTHA. I wanted new spooky shit! I'd cut a bitch, but I'm pretty sure Martha is secretly like the Grand Wizard in Worst Witch or some shit.
If that wasn't WTF enough for you, I present Jeff Goldblum as a fucking vampire.
