Halloween In Weaverville

A coded message was received, 10/28 Weaverville, BYOB, theme “Out of this World”. We knew the drill, we must find a disguise, Aliens had landed.

It was just another autumnal day, later in the season the higher we climbed. The wind was blowing, stripping the trees, exposing bare branches. The color left was still spectacular, vivid yellow touched with orange to deep red.

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Upon arrival, Sir George, Jennivere and the Supreme Commander, Barley Farley, met us and whisked us inside.

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It looked as though we were being integrated into a pagan ritual; skeletons and ghosts bedecked the walls and tables. Cauldrons boiled over with body parts and a noxious green fog. Wherever you looked were signs and symbols of another civilization.

The rest of the group revealed themselves to us and we were given a briefing on the mission. Aliens had crashed into the site but would not expose themselves. Our mission, as we accepted it, was to create an environment that would be reminiscent of their home. Appeal to them and associate with their kind. Our mission was to find out if they came in peace.

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Our first task was to mutilate fruit and carve likenesses of our kinfolk on its skin, then rip out its innards and replace them with illumination. Each fruit was given a pedestal from which it was to be admired. Next, we created mass quantities of consumables from snakes, spiders, eyeballs and fingers. When the table was piled high, the bottled rocket fuel was displayed. All the inducements were in place and everyone was instructed to dawn their disguise.

We met back by the consumables and after a short time, the alarm sounded. Commander Barley Farley barked out the instructions to go to the door and welcome our alien guests. Spock was the first to arrive with the lovely Yekciv on his arm. After he pulled her off, they proceeded to the rocket fuel display. Next, Baldor and Prymaat arrived and were surprised by their nieces Yma and Nej from the planet Hazmat. The dashing Egroeg and Yagres followed them bringing alone their evil kitty, you could smell love in the air.

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The slow stream of arrivals turned into a torrent and our assignment to blend began. The creatures made up for days without sustenance by consuming the victuals provided.

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Dr. Spock began ingesting the rocket fuel and seeing his altered state, the rest of the group joined him. Dark Angel Dem arrived with a captured backbone. Her companion, Ydnar acquired a container of liquid hops and poured it into the attached skull, she drank deeply of the yellow fluid funneled through the spine.

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Outside an angry noise developed, an earthly crowd had gathered with torches and pitchforks a bucket of steaming tar and a bag of feathers. Running from this mob was GW Bush and Laura. Performing our civic duty, we bustled them inside away from the cries of “IMPEACH” and “THE HAGUE”!

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Inside and safe, W’s first response was to sign a statement, interpreting the situation as he saw it. When he got back to Washington, he would call out the National Guard to take care of those terrorists!

The Supreme Commander growled at us, it was time to light the ceremonial fire, where we would gather to stimulate conversation. As the fire grew, more aliens arrived and the crowd began to undulate to the strange but pleasant sounds emitting from an apparatus lying on the ground. The fire and the sounds attracted many strange creatures and the dialogue exchanged became soothing. Talk of peace was communicated yet warnings of planetary disasters were predicted.

The Supreme Commander, Barley Farley emitted a loud and long howl, announcing a change was taking place.

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Primeval beings emerged from the woods seeking the warmth of the fire and the hopeful conversation. Earth does not have to stay on this course of destruction; change will come during the great convergence on November 7th.

We returned to the crash site to bring the good news to the others. The aliens had come in peace, a change will come, we cannot stay the present course, it will only lead to disaster. After hearing this message, GW’s brain arrived and tried to give a speech, but not one single soul was listening, there was too much hope.


A Thriller Trip Taken

for your enjoyment. Happy Halloween!

No matter that patriotism is too often the refuge of scoundrels. Dissent, rebellion, and all-around hell-raising remain the true duty of patriots.

You are having way too much fun

I'm jealous. Great, great post. Nice break from politics.

Robin Hayes lied. Nobody died, but thousands of folks lost their jobs.

Vote Democratic! The ass you save may be your own.


And extremely well written. Thanks, Mo!

"Be the change you wish to see in the world." - Ghandi

What's up with the tags...i kept putting

George Bush in the line and when i posted, it had virginia foxx there instead?

No matter that patriotism is too often the refuge of scoundrels. Dissent, rebellion, and all-around hell-raising remain the true duty of patriots.


Next time you're in my neck of the woods, you've simply got to let me know.

Looked like a great party.

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I will remember to in the future Screwy!

It was a blast! 3rd Annual

No matter that patriotism is too often the refuge of scoundrels. Dissent, rebellion, and all-around hell-raising remain the true duty of patriots.