So long, class.
Zombies aren't the only threat. Beware of giant children.
Not pictured: Boo Berry.
King Diamond jokes would fall flat with you heathens.
Yeah, the graveyard again.
'tis Clevelandia, where every day is Halloween.
Source of food during the apocalypse.
Go back to Germania.
This mausoleum's been wrathed.
That's not ours, swear.
We already smell pretty when we start drinking in the graveyard.
CALL THE NATIONAL GUARD STAT
Climb that hill.
Skate or die.
We love the little animals.
Also not ours.
Some kind of portent, I'm sure.
HERE'S WHAT I THINK OF YOUR RULES
A typical Clevelandia Halloween:
& show some skin. Magic.
Also also not ours.
Between yet another source of victuals & Lake Erie's "fresh" water,
I say bring on the end times.
I'm dizzy, oh so dizzy.
Also also also definitely not ours.