It's that time of year again... Yound children running around with bags of candy and sweets, older children running round with bags of eggs. People constantly knocking on your door, begging. When you refuse, you get a mouthful of abuse from some gobshite dressed as a vampire or ghost, or even worse, a spoilt little girl dressed as a fairy demanding a chomp, or she shall proceed in retrieving her father to "come and tell you off". A festival of no point, Halloween snaps at my ankles like an annoying Jack Russel terrier. Infact, the only difference between this day and a Jack Russel is the fact that it isn't the same size as a rugby ball, and therefore the perfect size for kicking.

Happy halloween, mother ****ers.

Tools: Photoshop 7 only.
Time: 4 hours.

Give me something to chew on, either by means of sweets, or comments. Your choice. :+fav:s are the tastiest sweets of all.