Pisang Ambon was greener than me
This weekend it's' Halloween 'again, you know that American party, where you have to look as scary as possible. Scare another with your so-called open face, where gallons of blood seem to flow out of you.
Personally I don't like it, parties like that. I haven't been anywhere last weekend. After all, you never know who or is behind such a scary face. For the sake of honesty, I have to say that I have an acquaintance that is really good to make faces like that. My hat off. A few years ago, I watched if he does that. Then you know which person is going to be conjured. The further he came to making bloody states, the greener I pulled away. End watching, do me a pisang ambon. Greener than me and I have less evoke tendencies. Sipping that drink, I reminded myself why I had such a pesthetic as a kid about those haunted houses at the fair or worse, the ones in an amusement park. Death was that?.
