The devil went down to Ponyville, she was looking for soul to steal. She was in a bind, 'cause she was way behind, so she was willing to share a whole pumpkin full of delicious candy if Octavia would make, like, a deal or something. But then she was just a grumpy puss and played pretty music on a solid gold cello that many continued to argue was secretly a double bass, and the devil was left to munch on tootsie pops and twizzlers all by herself.
Until the wubs swooped down. And that's my scary story for tonight. Am I Halloweeny enough yet? People tell me I'm not Halloweeny enough. I mean, if we're not celebrating a single-day minor holiday throughout the entire month it takes place in, are we really living? I say no.
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