Halloween is the most wonderful time of the year.
Everyone comes together to adopt new identities for just one full night. Front yards are filled with cheap styrofoam tombstones and skulls, everything else is covered in fake spiderwebs.
Witches, pirates, vampires, ghosts and princesses roam the streets.
These young tormentors go Trick-or-treating demanding candy or else..
At the end of the night they gulp down their loot, because when Halloween is over the sweet candy might turn into fruit and vegetables.
Another great tradition is pumpkin carving.
One scalps a pumpkin and carves a monstrous face in it, and puts a candle inside.
It all started with the legend of Stingy Jack an old lazy man that tricked the Devil in not taking his soul and wasn’t allowed into heaven when he died so was left to roam the darkness between heaven and hell with only a hollow turnip with inside an ember he stole from hell to light his miserable way.
And so the legend of Jack O’Lantern was born.
These scary looking pumpkins decorate porches in the neighborhood.
‘Try something other than boring triangle eyes and a wavy-toothed mouth. Experiment, see your worst nightmare appear on the pumpkin and carve that!’ Humbert Wob was reading this from a book about pumpkin carving until he got disrupted by the doorbell ringing.
Humbert walks to his front door holding basket filled with candy and opens the door.
Standing on his front porch were four kids, three girls and a boy two heads taller than them.
He looked at the first girl, she was wearing a nurse outfit and had stethoscope around her neck, “You’re a nurse? I might need a full body checkup.”
“She wants to become a doctor when she grows up, and specialize in castrations.” The boy said.
Humbert did his best to ignore him and let the nurse pick some candy from the basket.
The next girl was wearing a cat suit, she was furry and had whiskers glued to her cheeks, a curvy tail, point ears and the tip of her nose was painted black, “Meow! Do you like being pet?”
“No, but she likes clawing the faces of dirty old men, now give her the candy.” The boy said in a aggressive tone.
Humbert felt threatened by the boy that kept saying such spiteful things to him and let the kitty cat claw a candy of her choice from his basket.
He looked up and down the girl standing in front of him, she was wearing a green dress with two fairy wings on her back and was holding a wand, “Would you like to see some of my magic fairy dust?”
“Yeah and when you get some in your eyes it feels just like pepper spray.” The boy said with an even more aggressive tone than before.
He gave the fairy girl some candy and went on to the boy who was wearing black clothes and a top hat on his head and was leaning on a cane with a silver knob on top.
Humbert was to scared to say anything to the boy so he just presented the basket to him.
“What nothing to say? Let me guess what you would have said.” The boy said, Humbert kept his arms stretched out while he boy began to shovel the candy into his backpack.
“Do you like magic tricks? I know some disappearing tricks.” The boy said mockingly.
The boy stops shoveling the candy for a moment and takes off his top hat and places it over his cane and leans on it.
“Don’t you realize its Halloween? And Cerberus is walking around in our little town.”
Humbert was not familiar with such a legend, “Cerberus?”
“Yes, the legend of the pedophile killing Cerberus. Can’t believe you have never heard of it before.”, The boy said.
“Cerberus is a three-headed hound from hell with a thing for the flesh of pedophiles, I’m not sure why but he loves his pedo-meat.”
Humbert was listening to every word the boy was speaking as if it was the most real thing he had ever heard.
The boy continued, “On Halloween night he roams the towns in search of pedophiles, thirsty for blood and when he finds one, nothing can stop it from attacking.”
Humbert swallows a great deal of saliva, his Adams apple jumps up and down while it passes down his throat.
“He attacks the crotch area, biting off the testicles with one set off jaws and the penis with the other, and the last set of jaws bites off anything that is left.”, The boy said in a strong and serious voice.
He shoveled the remaining candy into his backpack, “Let’s go, there’s another one further down the street.”
Humbert couldn’t move his legs fear was keeping him down.
He slowly backed off and closed the door behind him, he leaned against it and took some deep breaths.
After calming down a bit he walked back to the pumpkin he was carving.
He stared at the bare skin pumpkin that was on the kitchen table in front of him.
‘Just begin to carve and something will begin to appear.’ The book also said.
So he began to carve into the pumpkin and it felt like his hands were moving on their own, a face began to form and it revealed a mean looking dog with big pointy teeth coming straight for him.
Cerberus the pedophiles worst nightmare.
The doorbell rings again and he is startled.
He is too scared to open the door because it might be Cerberus.
Slowly he walks to his front door and takes a peek through the curtains, he sees a group of young girls wearing cheerleader outfits.
He is to scared to open the door, and besides he is out of candy.
“Not tonight.” He says out loud.
The girls are disappointed, “What a cheap bastard.” and walk away.
The rest of the night he hears howling outside of his home, and hides in one of the kitchen cupboards until Halloween has passed.
Everyone comes together to adopt new identities for just one full night. Front yards are filled with cheap styrofoam tombstones and skulls, everything else is covered in fake spiderwebs.
Witches, pirates, vampires, ghosts and princesses roam the streets.
These young tormentors go Trick-or-treating demanding candy or else..
At the end of the night they gulp down their loot, because when Halloween is over the sweet candy might turn into fruit and vegetables.
Another great tradition is pumpkin carving.
One scalps a pumpkin and carves a monstrous face in it, and puts a candle inside.
It all started with the legend of Stingy Jack an old lazy man that tricked the Devil in not taking his soul and wasn’t allowed into heaven when he died so was left to roam the darkness between heaven and hell with only a hollow turnip with inside an ember he stole from hell to light his miserable way.
And so the legend of Jack O’Lantern was born.
These scary looking pumpkins decorate porches in the neighborhood.
‘Try something other than boring triangle eyes and a wavy-toothed mouth. Experiment, see your worst nightmare appear on the pumpkin and carve that!’ Humbert Wob was reading this from a book about pumpkin carving until he got disrupted by the doorbell ringing.
Humbert walks to his front door holding basket filled with candy and opens the door.
Standing on his front porch were four kids, three girls and a boy two heads taller than them.
He looked at the first girl, she was wearing a nurse outfit and had stethoscope around her neck, “You’re a nurse? I might need a full body checkup.”
“She wants to become a doctor when she grows up, and specialize in castrations.” The boy said.
Humbert did his best to ignore him and let the nurse pick some candy from the basket.
The next girl was wearing a cat suit, she was furry and had whiskers glued to her cheeks, a curvy tail, point ears and the tip of her nose was painted black, “Meow! Do you like being pet?”
“No, but she likes clawing the faces of dirty old men, now give her the candy.” The boy said in a aggressive tone.
Humbert felt threatened by the boy that kept saying such spiteful things to him and let the kitty cat claw a candy of her choice from his basket.
He looked up and down the girl standing in front of him, she was wearing a green dress with two fairy wings on her back and was holding a wand, “Would you like to see some of my magic fairy dust?”
“Yeah and when you get some in your eyes it feels just like pepper spray.” The boy said with an even more aggressive tone than before.
He gave the fairy girl some candy and went on to the boy who was wearing black clothes and a top hat on his head and was leaning on a cane with a silver knob on top.
Humbert was to scared to say anything to the boy so he just presented the basket to him.
“What nothing to say? Let me guess what you would have said.” The boy said, Humbert kept his arms stretched out while he boy began to shovel the candy into his backpack.
“Do you like magic tricks? I know some disappearing tricks.” The boy said mockingly.
The boy stops shoveling the candy for a moment and takes off his top hat and places it over his cane and leans on it.
“Don’t you realize its Halloween? And Cerberus is walking around in our little town.”
Humbert was not familiar with such a legend, “Cerberus?”
“Yes, the legend of the pedophile killing Cerberus. Can’t believe you have never heard of it before.”, The boy said.
“Cerberus is a three-headed hound from hell with a thing for the flesh of pedophiles, I’m not sure why but he loves his pedo-meat.”
Humbert was listening to every word the boy was speaking as if it was the most real thing he had ever heard.
The boy continued, “On Halloween night he roams the towns in search of pedophiles, thirsty for blood and when he finds one, nothing can stop it from attacking.”
Humbert swallows a great deal of saliva, his Adams apple jumps up and down while it passes down his throat.
“He attacks the crotch area, biting off the testicles with one set off jaws and the penis with the other, and the last set of jaws bites off anything that is left.”, The boy said in a strong and serious voice.
He shoveled the remaining candy into his backpack, “Let’s go, there’s another one further down the street.”
Humbert couldn’t move his legs fear was keeping him down.
He slowly backed off and closed the door behind him, he leaned against it and took some deep breaths.
After calming down a bit he walked back to the pumpkin he was carving.
He stared at the bare skin pumpkin that was on the kitchen table in front of him.
‘Just begin to carve and something will begin to appear.’ The book also said.
So he began to carve into the pumpkin and it felt like his hands were moving on their own, a face began to form and it revealed a mean looking dog with big pointy teeth coming straight for him.
Cerberus the pedophiles worst nightmare.
The doorbell rings again and he is startled.
He is too scared to open the door because it might be Cerberus.
Slowly he walks to his front door and takes a peek through the curtains, he sees a group of young girls wearing cheerleader outfits.
He is to scared to open the door, and besides he is out of candy.
“Not tonight.” He says out loud.
The girls are disappointed, “What a cheap bastard.” and walk away.
The rest of the night he hears howling outside of his home, and hides in one of the kitchen cupboards until Halloween has passed.
