The rooftop's still jumping and my five-dollar vampire costume is somehow the best-dressed thing out here, fangs and all. Tell me what you'd trade for a bite.
The rooftop's still jumping and my five-dollar vampire costume is somehow the best-dressed thing out here, fangs and all. Tell me what you'd trade for a bite.
Freaky Deaky's bass is already rattling the whole parking lot and I'm out here on the tailgate holding a leash with nobody on the other end of it. Fix that before the drop.
Found a dark corner at the zombie rave and the body paint was the only thing I showed up in. You've got until the next song to come find me.
Day job before the show tonight â lights up, set half built, and I'm the one giving orders around here. What should I put in front of my camera first?
Bought the good candy for trick-or-treaters and it's somehow half gone already â quality control is a full-time job and I take it seriously. Come over before I eat your share too.
Halloween prep got started way earlier than it needed to and now there's pumpkin goo everywhere â the knife's the only thing cooperating so far. Come finish the second one with me before tonight's show?
Halloween costume crisis over here â the horns arrived and apparently nothing else did. I've decided less is more this year. Rate the costume, and be honest.
Manson's at Emo's tonight and this is as far as getting dressed has gotten â boots and fishnets count as an outfit, right? Doors are in an hour, so tell me what you'd add before I walk out like this.
Midweek reset: laps done, coffee waiting, and Mac Sabbath at Come and Take It Live tonight because a fast-food Sabbath tribute is exactly my level of stupid. Water's still warm if you hurry.
Feed run done before the sun's even up and now it's just me and the barn until The Chicks tonight â flannel's buttoned wrong and I've decided not to fix it. Which song are we screaming at Bass Hall?