It's been a rockin' filled day for us here at the Sideshow so far. Everyone is seemingly plastered on pumpkin moonshine and death spirits and prepped for evening shenanigans. From this spooky banter around the "water cooler" comes tales from the past Halloween nights from our band of travelling Sideshowians. We'd like to share some of these moments with all of you, to get your devilish day off to an even better start. Whatever you're doing for Hump Day, we wish everyone a happy ending!
Goat Boy's Fond Halloween Memories:
It must have been about 2000 or so. In a strange turn of events, an old Dungeons & Dragons buddy from high school had found true love (she played D&D too!) Naturally, they had a medieval themed wedding at her parents house. More surprisingly, I was called out of the blue and asked to be the best man. I was a bit taken aback by the whole thing, but you can’t really say no so I was IN! I arrived and was soon fitted with puffy pants, pirate shirt and leather vest and boots. It was really more of a swashbuckler theme than true medieval pageantry, which was good for me since I don’t look good in hose. The wedding went down well and everyone had a blast. I drove back down the 401 to Toronto to meet up with some friends of mine at a warehouse party, but not before I stopped at home to throw on some cheesy sunglasses and a beret – I went from medieval best man to “Euro trash.” Heaven & Hell was a giant crazy party filled with gnarly costumes and some VERY happy people. At one point, I was standing by the chocolate fondue when a girl I didn’t know asked me to feed her a piece…Suffice it to say I had her eating out of my hands! I ended up serving up several delicious treats to several more mysteriously costumed ladies. I can’t remember what happened after that, but I still have that puffy shirt, stained with chocolate fondue.
The Pugilist: Why I Don't Like Halloween
1) When I was like 12, Dave Tyme, a 6’6” North Park football player jumped out of the passenger seat of his car and swiped all my candy. It was like 10:30pm, a half hour from my curfew and obviously no time to restock. Damaging.
2) After high school…Never forgetting the terrible experience above, I swore off Halloween until one of my best friends forced me to dress up for her party. I put together this fisherman’s outfit and headed to the party where we proceed to rock some mushroom tea. In full trip mode I have this major battle with an ultra wasted dude over whether he should drive or not. The dispute got massively heated, I started to trip BIG TIME and throughout it all…I’m dressed like a freakin’ fisherman!!!
Don’t like scary things, freaked out by ghosts and goblins…. Christmas can’t come soon enough!!!
Gary & Dennis: When We Were Young
When we were kids, there was an old lady on our street who would give us Diet Coke and a nickel every Hallowe’en. The can weighed down the whole bag and paid minimal dividends in tastiness. Later, we would inevitably fill the can with Rockets and chug the fizz, because as everyone knows, Hallowe’en yields in Ontario are 85% Rockets-based.