So to mark this fabulous night of foreboding - I offer to you these small tokens of my affections, sticky as they may be !!!
Cackle your cracking calls wide, divine Children of the Night, most deplorable of creations damnation's - roll your ravenous raving out across the red carpet of the world. Run fast through silent shadows - lithe, swift and true. Stand in beatific blackness and raise your feral faces towards the ancient stars - calling from the belly of night, and give thanks . . . . .
- Safe & Merry Mongering to one and all -
Your Other Worldly Friend - Uncle Jim






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