Happy Halloween! I hope you’re ready for a spoooooooooky Craiglist Blotter.
Witch doctor or shaman is so old-fashioned? Cliché? Racist? I don’t know. Send all hate mail to your nearest fire. This voodoo consultant makes some pretty outrageous offers. Finding your true love. Removing all obstacles. Releasing you from secret demons. I don’t know if I need any of that shit. If he make me exercise before work though I’d be very impressed.
Everybody likes sexy costumes. I’m not above it. Even just a funny looking hat looks sexy to me. Like one of those Sherlock Deerstalker hats. Real talk, shoot me a Benedict Cumberbatch squint while wearing one of those and I’m going to jizz. Clean up, aisle Jim. Sexy costumes aren’t my favorite though. Baby costumes are the best. This particular one is my favorite I’ve seen this year. If you have a baby dress them up, please.
There is a shot in True Detective of a tub full of abortions and stuff. It was fucking scary. If you have aborted fetuses handy then you can fill a tub with them but what about after the week is over? The tub isn’t going to have that dead baby glow to it after Halloween. So think of this as like a disposable tub. Just drag it outside for the cops to deal with Sunday morning.