By Buster J. Tidwell
Date: 24 August 2000
Halloween Mask
Take off your Halloween mask. Now. Please.
You are scaring the holy shit out of me.
You are burning my eyes.
Come on. Don't be shy, rooster toot.
You know I like you. I probably even like you the real you
you really are.
But maybe not. How can I be sure.
After all....you are wearing a mask.
And I think it stinks.
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