When I first arrived in America – On the Queen Mary – I Lived in Hell’s Kitchen in a hotel with “moving wallpaper.” Lots of things were very strange to me, but nothing more than the shit that happened on October 31st. I went in the bank to cash a check from my rapidly dwindling supply of funds. I was stunned to see that everyone in there was dressed as a wizard, witch, or a giant peanut. What’s going on I asked… Oh, it’s Halloween. It’s a holiday… To which I replied, well, if it’s a holiday… Why are you working? Gotta go and pick up the costume for my rat.
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