“So i check out this Goth night with my sister and my cousins over the holiday break cause we were sick of watching grandpa walk around in his underwares..
anyway we get there and the people take this stuff for serious. the girl takin our money had real fangs afixed to her teeth… soo, I end up saddling up at the bar and order this lemon-or-something cocktail and im trying to enjoy it when Mr. Darkness appears out of nowhere STARRING at me as if i was his dinner and he just awoke from the batcave.
are you serious man? get a life! But then he then sits down and asks if i am hungry. uh what? then he pulls out a mangled up brownie and says he will split it with me.
i know right of the “bat” that this isn’t your average brownine and against my better judgment i ate it along with my lemon cocktail. i figured what the hell, weird shit is what family vacation is all about.
I ended up seeing all sorts of weird images like hardboiled eggs floating in the air and other random things that mix well with a goth night. all and alll good times.”