one last dim day to put up barricades, close shutters, board up doors and windows, before the night terror comes. Remember to burn ash or yew; the red-robed one can come down the chimney right through the flames of any less-magicked woods.

From the ghost of your past, take learning, from the ghost of the present, take heart and strength; from the ghost of your future, take plasma cannon and antimatter grenades. Don your missile-toe-socks.

Cast your barriers and wards, the reason for the season slouches towards the bedlam that is your house.

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hmm we saw ‘Sugar Plum Gary’ last night and it is possible it seeped into my brain.