Reblogged from "You Jivin' Me, Turkey?":
"...Then, With A Low Moaning Cry, Fell Heavily Inward Upon The Person Of Her Brother, And In Her Violent And Now Final Death-Agonies, Bore Him To The Floor A Corpse, And A Victim To The Terrors He Had Anticipated. ..."
--EDGAR ALLAN POE
"THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER"
I've Been In A E.A. POE Mood Allllll Day Long, So I Figured WHY NOT, Ya Know?! These Stories Lend Me So Much Pleasure, And I Do So Enjoy Sharing Them With Y'all!!!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Happy Halloween, Brad!
You Also, Dude!!!
And you’ve been even more Poe-y than you realized, if you count your Dr. Strangelove/Johnny Cochran post, which took place where? Why Baltimore, where Poe died of rabies (as you’re no doubt aware, they don’t really know how he died, and alcoholism has long been suspected; rabies is another theory, and the one I favor, if only for it’s coolness).
Yeah, I Know. It’s Just The Holiday Season! I LOVE Halloween, Even Though I Don’t Party For It These Days. I’m Sure I COULD Party, I Just Don’t Have Anyone To Party With hehehe
If I Had The People To Party, Maybe A Party Is Possible. But Ain’t Nuttin’ Possible For Parties Without Havin’ Me Some Peeps To Party With.
P P P P hehehehe
Gooooooooooooooo RABIES!!!
I’m a housemouse, Dude. A night of no partying is a party in itself for me. Once upon a time, when I was young…
Happy Halloween!
DITTO!