Halloween Bash: Part 1: Voting Party

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

To start off the Halloween Party today, We have all the wonderful pictures you have all created throughout the week. I thank each and every one of you who participated!!! I am such a sucker for games, and I hope you all enjoyed them!

So how this will work is each category will have its own section with a form below it. You just pick which number is your favorite, and submit it. Then sometime tomorrow i will talley all the votes, and winners will be selected. Thats it! And if you wouldn't mind, help spread the word so we can get some voting!!!

Dont forget all the Weekly giveaways are still open, and they can be found HERE

**Don't forget to leave a comment here, if you are participating in the comment giveaway!**

Now......On to the voting!!!!

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#1

He feels the pain of dancing skin
The rage that bursts out from within
The rage that courses through his spatula
Through which he channels all his pain
The banana, released from ancient bonds
Tastes the goblet for which he longs
Freinds, family, they all mean naught
This life is new, with danger fraught
Gaia, the Earth Mother, blesses them all
In return they answer her call
A call to knee, defeat the Wyrm
To succeed there is much to learn
Control the pride, harness the rage
The ancient force, the curse of ages
So now he sings the rage within
This rage, once bidden, beneath his raincoat.
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#2

He feels the pain of crawling skin
The rage that bursts out from within
The rage that courses through his life
Through which he channels all his pain
The book, released from ancient bonds
Tastes the table for which he longs
Friends, family, they all mean naught
This life is new, with danger fraught
Gaia, the Earth Mother, blesses them all
In return they answer her call
A call to mouth, defeat the Wyrm
To succeed there is much to learn
Control the sadness, harness the rage
The ancient force, the curse of ages
So now he swim the rage within
This rage, once bidden, beneath his roof.

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#3

He feels the pain of working skin
The rage that bursts out from within
The rage that courses through his mouses
Through which he channels all his pain
The bologna, released from ancient bonds
Tastes the soda for which he longs
Freinds, family, they all mean naught
This life is new, with danger fraught
Gaia, the Earth Mother, blesses them all
In return they answer her call
A call to lips, defeat the Wyrm
To succeed there is much to learn
Control the Joy, harness the rage
The ancient force, the curse of ages
So now he sucks the rage within
This rage, once bidden, beneath his boy scout.

#1


This Halloween, Bob the witch - well, actually, he was a warlock, a Dirty warlock - wanted a very Freaky costume. He was tired of the other witches (or warlocks) Dancing at him. In the past he'd been a Gross werewolf, a Magenta vampire, the main character from his favorite movie Toy Story, even a Fat fairy. But did anyone ever say, Crazy costume, Bob!"; to him?

No, they didn't. They all just Kicked at him, and one time they made him wear a Refrigerator on his back all night.

But this year, it was going to be different. This year he'd have his Quickly deserved revenge on all 313 of the other witches (and warlocks) in his coven. Because he had a spell to create the ultimate costume. He'd found it in Mt. Rushmore, under a Library. The local tribe of Cosmetic Chemists had assured him it would work.

Bob gathered the ingredients he needed for the spell - a Drawer, a Microwave, a pinch of Burrito, and a dash of Champagne.

He mixed them together in an old Picture and spoke the enchantment:

"Bubble, bubble, Sings and trouble,
Robot burn and Recliner bubble,
Mists of Diaper and Moldy rocks,
Give me something to knock their socks!...off.";

There was a Bitter flash of light. And promptly, Bob turned into a Broken Madonna.

He smiled into the mirror. It was going to be a Slimy Halloween.

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#2

This Halloween, Bob the witch - well, actually, he was a warlock, a bright warlock - wanted a very medium costume. He was tired of the other witches (or warlocks) swimming at him. In the past he'd been a young werewolf, a purple vampire, the main character from his favorite movie How To Train Your Dragon, even a mysterious fairy. But did anyone ever say, striped costume, Bob!"; to him?

No, they didn't. They all just flattened at him, and one time they made him wear a hat on his back all night.

But this year, it was going to be different. This year he'd have his furiously deserved revenge on all twelve of the other witches (and warlocks) in his coven. Because he had a spell to create the ultimate costume. He'd found it in Safeway, under a bra. The local tribe of Salvation Army had assured him it would work.
Bob gathered the ingredients he needed for the spell - a chain, a toothpaste, a pinch of spaghetti, and a dash of chocolate milk. He mixed them together in an old diaper and spoke the enchantment:

"Bubble, bubble, crawl and trouble,
television burn and notebook bubble,
Mists of tissue paper and speckled rocks,
Give me something to knock their socks!...off.";

There was a quick flash of light. And promptly, Bob turned into a bubbly Charlie Sheen.

He smiled into the mirror. It was going to be a spiky Halloween.

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#3

This Halloween, Bob the witch - well, actually, he was a warlock, a tall warlock - wanted a very scary costume. He was tired of the other witches (or warlocks) laughing at him. In the past he'd been a cute werewolf, a Blue vampire, the main character from his favorite movie The Backup Plan, even a horny fairy. But did anyone ever say, interesting costume, Bob!"; to him?

No, they didn't. They all just gagged at him, and one time they made him wear a mask on his back all night.

But this year, it was going to be different. This year he'd have his quickly deserved revenge on all 17 of the other witches (and warlocks) in his coven. Because he had a spell to create the ultimate costume. He'd found it in Taco Bell, under a breasts. The local tribe of Brownies had assured him it would work.

Bob gathered the ingredients he needed for the spell - a burrito, a chihuahua, a pinch of lasagna, and a dash of sweet tea.

He mixed them together in an old beach ball and spoke the enchantment:

"Bubble, bubble, rotates and trouble,
fruit burn and gorilla bubble,
Mists of bitch and gross rocks,
Give me something to knock their socks!...off.";

There was a inebriated flash of light. And promptly, Bob turned into a dangerous Orlando Bloom.

He smiled into the mirror. It was going to be a super Halloween.

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#4

No, they didn't. They all just fondled at him, and one time they made him wear a seat on his back all night.

But this year, it was going to be different. This year he'd have his superbly deserved revenge on all 90,712 of the other witches (and warlocks) in his coven. Because he had a spell to create the ultimate costume. He'd found it in Albuquerque, under a unicorn. The local tribe of Boy Scouts had assured him it would work.

Bob gathered the ingredients he needed for the spell - a boxers, a boob, a pinch of cookie, and a dash of DR. Pepper.

He mixed them together in an old lava lamp and spoke the enchantment:

"Bubble, bubble, mutates and trouble,
projectile burn and bologna bubble,
Mists of garbage can and slippery rocks,
Give me something to knock their socks!...off.";

There was a jagged flash of light. And promptly, Bob turned into a underage Ian Somerhalder.

He smiled into the mirror. It was going to be a hot Halloween.










 

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All the Weekly giveaways are still open, and they can be found HERE

Check Back Later as we have part 2 of Halloween Bash Party, with the Costume Ball!

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