My linux exploration has just gone sidways, it seems.

GM!

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pumpkin friend is going mad, sees his doom at hand
It's true, my little pumpkin friend, you'll return to the land
Hush my little pumpkin friend, there's no need to mourn
Just give me your pumpkin seeds, next year you'll be reborn

Next year I'm getting an airbrush for my larger projects.

Apu finds himself alone in the dark forest. It is a tenebrous place stepped in paranormal occurances, supernatural activity, or in layman's terms, 'ghosts and goblins and other such jiggerypookery.'

But with a busted tail light, it was either trek alone through the twisting tunnel of trees... or go through Mt. Luther King st. Apu would rather take his chances with-

What was that!? A noise!? A thundering noise... and it's coming closer!

The thundering of hooves and the clanking of armor come ever closer! It's the Dark Rider! Run, apu!

The forest clears into an ancient graveyard and a castle on the horizon! Weave through the headstones, apu! Maybe he won't be able to catch you!

He's still after you! With supernatural reflexes, his hellish steed dodges the headstones that almost slowed your passage enough. Flee into the old castle, and you might yet lose him!

A dead end! It's as though the stones of the castle themselves obey the dark riders command! Everywhere but the courtyard there are collapsed passages, crawlspaces that would do little but expose your enlarged buttocks to the dark rider's sabatons. There's nowhere to run, and the dark rider looms over. He reaches into his cloak, near the hilt of his assuredly cursed blade...

A leathery 'plap' rings out on the stone in front of you... it's a Garfield wallet. YOUR Garfield wallet. The Dark Rider even stuck a few extra dollars in there seeing that you had lost some. He takes you back home, but first to a dairy queen to get a pumpkin pie blizzard... and maybe a laundromat.

And so, children, the moral of this story is... umm... if a dark rider chases you through the forest, check your pockets in case your wallet fell out?

And so, children, the moral of this story is... umm... if a dark rider chases you through the forest, check your pockets in case your wallet fell out?

I sure am proud of how I cleaned up this haunted house! I even decorated it with nice lit pumpkins! I bet the higher ups are going to love what I did!

I'm chopping up all the footage I took of Viscera Cleanup Detail. Where I cleaned up the Spooky Movie House.