Monster Blitz 2020
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Welcome to Monster Blitz, 2020 - The most macabre bash in the hood!
And here is the break-down (literally)…
Alexandria the Alien was the first guest broaching the carnivorous castle.
Greeted by the witchy hostess, she was led into the grand foyer decorated with dripping red tassels of bat blood and green nuggets of frog vomit. The lizard-like chandelier contained hanging human teeth glistening under the flicker of gargoyle candles.
The witchy hostess sat with a cautionary stare when she caught glimpse of what appeared her next group of gatherers- Humans?! Thank Satan it was the Frankenstein’s wearing human masks – freshly defaced! It was truly horrifying!
Witchy dreaded greeting her next guests, the Vixen Vampires fearful that she would have to shake their clean hands (a definite faux-pas)! The Vixens also were notorious for trickery. (One might end up the key ingredient in a toxic stew or beverage). The “Vixens were Trixens,” or so the saying goes.
At least Alexandria Alien was free of sorcery games, resorting only to abduction. (She was adroit at preying on young children used for lab studies in Jupiter and Mars).
The next motley crew was the demons, ghosts, and werewolves.
(The latter were a gloriously offensive pack; they possessed the ability to keep victims paralyzed for extended hours, ideal for consecration purposes).
The remaining guests arrived late for the Halloween Shindig, and you know what happens to tardy guests? That’s right; those lucky ghouls were competitive contestants of the Gator Game -(guests thrown into the alligator swamp - the winner is the one who survives).
Food and feasting were the most splendiferous moments of the caustic evening (excluding diabolical slaughtering, spells, and curses of course). On the elongated, thorn table laid a smorgasbord feast, including an assortment of finger foods; Devil eggs; braised buzzard; eyes of Newts (people named Newt); Frankie-Stain cakes; Leg of Lou-Lou; Bat Spam; and Margarita; to name a few. And, of course the drink menu included the delightfully egregious, Bloody Mary (which was difficult to come by this year given the pandemic).
When the clock struck midnight the guests’ shapeshifted into flying monkeys and flew home to their happy ghoulish dwellings.
It was one hellish Halloween!
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