With good ole Halloween coming in, I do believe it's high time for all misanthropic souls to hold a feast. Say, a communion of sort, with the dreary and disgusting plight called life as its centerpiece celebratory focus.
A blissful communion of hatred, where blood, entrails and sermons of self immolation or mutual homicide shall be keenly shared, from dusk to dusk...
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