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Home may be where the heart is but it's no place to spend Wednesday afternoon.” ― “In the great cities we see so little of the world, we drift into our minority.In the little towns and villages there are no minorities; people are not numerous enough. Every man is himself a class; every hour carries its new challenge.Come in for a bite Are you a good witch or are you a bad witch? Give me something good to eat Blood donors needed Fresh spider cider Daddy’s Little Pumpkin That’s witchful thinking Carve out some good times! Ghosts have real spirit Fright turn Scaredy Cat Happy Halloween whatever you are!Off we go a-haunting I only spook when spoken to Boooo spooken here If the broom fits, fly it Demons are a ghoul’s best friend Please park all brooms at the door Booooooo tooooo yooooooooo!!!!! Low flying bats Come to the school store, on Halloween Come buy a fright or two! (with carved pumpkin) I only spook when spooken to Evil Queen Have some boo bites Forget the ghosts . Just hanging out with my ghoul friends I Boo Believe in Ghosts It’s Hallo-Scream!In dazzling profusion, Colleton ripened in a gauze of sweet gardens and the town ached beneath a canopy of promissory fragrance.” ― “Future Farmers of America.Group who take ag classes and are going to inherit the farm.Let terror, then, be turned into a treat…” — Nick Gordon “At first cock-crow the ghosts must go back to their quiet graves below.” — Theodosia Garrison “As spirits roam the neighborhoods at night, let loose upon the Earth till it be light…” — Nicholas Gordon “From ghoulies and ghosties and long leggety beasties and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord, deliver us!
Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day.People in large towns are like only-children.” ― “He felt a little lost, after that experience. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.” ― tags: adolescence, asian, asian-fetish, boy, boyfriend, erotic-fiction, girl, girlfriend, life, media, popular-culture, reflection, sex, sexuality, short-story, small-town, society, teen, teenage, teenage-girl, teenage-love, teenage-sex, teenagers, wisdom “Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year's time.Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring as she flung azaleas like a girl throwing rice at a desperate wedding.It's something else to go home and visit with the folks in Reed's drugstore on the square and actually listen to them.The reason you can't go home again is not because the down-home folks are mad at you--they're not, don't flatter yourself, they couldn't care less--but because once you're in orbit and you return to Reed's drugstore on the square, you can stand no more than fifteen minutes of the conversation before you head for the woods, head for the liquor store, or head back to Martha's Vineyard, where at least you can put a tolerable and saving distance between you and home.