Witch Hunt

Evening all.

Pumpkin people, be warned....

No longer will we tolerate your yearly incursions into our village unchecked.

No longer will we put up with your strange faces and your idle lifestyles, sitting on our walls, congregating at our supermarkets, waiting at our very doorsteps, silently watching and smirking....

we fear you, we do not understand you and so:

Your blood will be on our hands and we shall scoop your very brains from your heads..

The fight back has begun...

night all


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