Originally Posted by _Violet_

I had a perfectly normal dream where a guy was chasing me at night. For some reason, halfway through the chase I see a mini skeleton stood up on a bin, and a ****ing 30 year old dressed up as Dracula. It's wasn't even Halloweed as well. ****ing unreal.

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.