I turned down an invitation to a Halloween party, in favour of a quiet night at home.Which is not to say that I have completely avoided the debauched celebration of the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain. Indeed, I got my pagan partying done early, at a function hosted by someone who had not only dressed as a One Night Stand, complete with alarm clock, but who spent the latter part of the evening cutting around with a hollowed out watermelon on his head.
And so my brother and I decided to pop out and get some take away and watch a movie. So, as we drive along, a fucking massive example of a firm halloween favourite, le spider crawls down the windscreen and we nearly have a mad accident on the highway.
Halloween is fucked.
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