SPEAKER_04 0:04

She's another spooky boogey. I do so the book and sweat. It's a child. It'll be so puzzle. Anything that can get the push. It's you the chat. Slap it up. All the things that I said. Speaking of speaking poopy bitch. How do we chat for you the kids? Big backup.

SPEAKER_14 1:17

Welcome to the episode of the Eat Show season of the spooky bitch.

SPEAKER_11 1:51

Spooky bitch. It's the eat show. Season of the spooky bitch.

SPEAKER_09 2:00

Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm. Season of the spooky bitch. Mm mm mm mm mm mm. I thought I might dress as a fucking wicked witch. Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm. It's a season of the spooky bitch. Mm mm mm mm mm mm. You better not be a motherfucking asshole snitch. Mm mm mm mm mm. It's a season of the spooky bitch. Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm. I went out back and got a shovel dagger ditch. Did you say dagger? Oh digger digger ditch?

SPEAKER_11 2:35

It's a motherfucking season of the spooky wish. You never see that shit ass movie fucking hitch.

SPEAKER_09 2:45

It's got that fucking actor Will Smith. He went up on stage and Chris Rockin slapped his bitch ass. Season of the motherfucking spooky bitch. I have been sick for two weeks.

SPEAKER_08 3:15

Warm coffee better than fucking hot coffee, bitch!

SPEAKER_09 3:22

Yo eek show, do you ever say the word bitch? Fuck up, bitch! For two weeks I've been sick. It's fucking affected my fucking ability to audio lies. These aren't lies, they're truth, they're audio truth. This is the Eek Show.

SPEAKER_11 3:47

The ever famous EEK show! Eek show.

SPEAKER_09 3:55

Eekshow.show is where you find all the fucking beautifulness prior to the fucking event. Info at eekshow.show is where you can fucking find a way to fucking infiltrate the system. If you wanna call me, just look up at the sun! I'm in there melting, staring down at the entire universe, wondering what topics will be next. It's a season of the a spooky bitch! The fucking season of the spooky bitch. Halloween is three weeks away. Have you figured out how many gallons of blood you're gonna pour in your fucking cellar? Hey kids! Here's some big bars, you get Snickers, milk away, or fucking races peanut butter cups. Why don't you come into my basement? You walk down into a fucking giant pool of blood. Give them white life preservance so they get all fucking stained. Yoik Show, you gonna do the fucking basement blood bath? I thought about it, man. Blood is going up this year, so I fucking I rented some fucking some cowblood. I can use as much as I want of it, but I've gotta return it. Yeah, I've got those fucking double fucking strong glad bags filled with fucking cow blood in my fucking my garage.

SPEAKER_01 5:43

Everyway, double glass bags, double lettuce, double cheese, but it ain't fucking hot. You get it? Double glass bags, strong, and it ain't fucking hot.

SPEAKER_09 5:57

It's a good idea, Eekshaw. I think the kids are gonna fucking enjoy that one. How many kids do you think that are strangers are gonna actually walk into your home though, huh? Well, usually the big bars are persuasive, you know what I mean? Especially the fucking Reese's peanut butter cup, man.

SPEAKER_00 6:20

Geekshaw's not home, Mrs. Torrance. Geekshow went away, Mrs. Torrence. Geekshaw wants king-sized peanut butter cup, Mrs. Torrence.

SPEAKER_09 6:34

I want to go to a home that gives out the fucking extra large Reese's peanut butter cups. And the reason I bring that up is there was a home in our neighborhood that was giving out king-sized candy bars. They gave out the king-sized Reese's peanut butter cup. Four peanut butter cups.

SPEAKER_00 6:53

Puck, red tuck, tiny up, puck, red tuck, tiny up, puck, red tuck, tiny up.

SPEAKER_09 7:04

And I'll tell you something about life. One peanut butter cup, it's not enough. It's good, but it's not enough. Two peanut butter cups is delicious. You know, you're you're yearning potentially for maybe another one. But very nice. You know, you're you're settled into the fucking deliciousness of fucking that multi fucking glue peanut butter substance underneath the perfect chocolate with those tiny little fucking razor blade crown angles. You could just pick each one off and fucking let it melt in your tongue if you really want to get patient with your fucking deliciousness. So a third one, you'd have to buy a second package. They come in twos standardly. You can get the singles, but I'm gonna give you my opinion on the singles. A lot of them are stale. I'd even say it's one out of every two bags. They give you stale fucking, you know, it's almost like the peanut butter has come from the fucking the desert that was uh in Indiana Jones, Braves of the Lost Ark. You know, where the fucking guy with the glasses his face melts off when they when he sees the fucking what's inside. That's a good costume, by the way. Not the guy with the glasses and his black hat and his fucking dark coat, but the fucking part where he is his face is melting off. Puss and like like zit pus and blood f fading down his face. If you could have somebody do your makeup where you're the he's that guy, but as he's melting from the ark, that would be a good outfit to walk around in. The peanut butter ones from these single, the single servings in these bags you can buy. They're like fucking they're like $11.99 now or something. Dude, prices are off the charts for everything out there. Yeah, man, can I get a uh can I get a fucking stick of gum? Yeah, that would be fucking $6.99. You know, like, what the fuck? $11.99 for a bag of fucking Halloween candy? It's expensive, dude. You minimally have to spend hundreds of dollars to be able to give out Halloween candy that isn't pathetic. Like if you want to give out fucking, I mean, you gotta go low rent. You give out those mini little Tootsie rolls, like the little wrapped ones with this twisty on each side that's like the the size of a a dog snack or a a slim gym cut into like threes. Those are the size of the maybe fours, the size of the fucking Tootsie roll. If you throw a few Tootsie rolls into a fucking Halloween bag, that kid has every right to come back and fucking stone your home. Hey man, that's a home that gave us some good employees, man. The Tootsie Rolls. Get 'em, man. Get them again. They gave us freaking bit old honeys last year, man. Yeah, man. Get that other house, man. They gave us those root bear barrels. Yeah, man. Get that house, man. It's the that's the one that give us those special dark chocolate Hershey bars. Yeah, man. Yeah, man. Get 'em. Minimally paint fucking cheap ass bitch fuck on the side of your house with fucking whatever color paint he wants.

SPEAKER_12 10:26

And uh, yeah, it's his cheap ass bitch fuck. Hell yeah, man.

SPEAKER_09 10:37

He sprayed the he could get him, man. He gave us that crap of candy, man. So you have this bag of these stale fucking Reese's peanut butter crops.

SPEAKER_00 10:46

Puck, red top, candy up.

SPEAKER_09 10:50

And it's the dirt that they're walking on as they're looking to go to the fucking resting place of the Ark of the Covenant. It's that fucking adobe sort of desert sand. Like you can mince it if you put pick it up and put some moisture to it, but it's fucking crusty. It's not play-do-y. That fucking moisturized fucking glop of fucking peanut butter fucking heaven.

SPEAKER_07 11:29

I say a dream of a peanut butter. Give me give me fucking boob pee baby.

SPEAKER_09 11:47

So the king size slot packet, right? They got four fucking pieces in there. Hey, hey, I want the fucking king size one. Now shut up. My dad would get the king size ones and eat a fucking sleeve of them. In under 25 seconds flat. Yeah, sounded fucking good, huh? Appreciate you up there, man. Keep telling you, send down more viruses and sicknesses. And uh uh, you know, we need them to last longer than fucking two weeks. I need fucking one to two months of being sick. Thanks, man. Appreciate it. Yeah, I appreciate it. What the fuck, man? King-size peanut butter cups. You get to that third one, you start to feel a little bit parched, you know. Your throat and your gut are telling you, well, man, I know you want to eat another one, but maybe think about it. But inside, you know, like like inside your soul, your deep inner brain, your core thoughts, you're like, I'm gonna have another one. I'm gonna eat four at least. I mean, it is a fucking four-pack. It says king size, I'm a king, eek show, it just say eeks show size and put fucking eight of them in there.

SPEAKER_03 13:24

Hi. Yeah. We're talking about Reefie's peanut butter, cuz I don't want four. I want fucking eight, cuz I'm ready. I'm the king. I grew up with no podcast now. I'm on the fucking sick. I want to be second. But some peanut butter to my ketchup. That's fucking crazy, bitch. I'm the eat show. Yeah. Halloween.

SPEAKER_09 14:04

They have all kinds of fucking gluttonous packaging these days as well. I've seen the the giant peanut butter cup, it's like the size of a fucking baking bowl. I guarantee you though, you're you're risking getting the fucking Raiders of the Lost Ark, fucking Indiana Jones, Ark of the Covenant, Adobe Ground, sand, crackly, fucking stale peanut butter if you buy one of those. You're probably spending like 50 bucks on it. I don't know if I trust those ones. You know, they're too big, it's too much of a risk. You know, it's like you want to go swimming in this beautiful lake, but it's in Florida and you could get eaten by an alligator, so you probably shouldn't swim. Same fucking difference. Don't get the fucking baking bowl Reese's peanut butter cup.

SPEAKER_11 14:52

I said baby it's too much of the risk. Do get that bacon bowl, peanut butter cup.

unknown 15:00

Don't take that risk. No no no.

SPEAKER_09 15:04

Some people on Halloween like give out fucking shit ass candy too. Like, I remember when I was young, good in plenties. The purple box with those fucking white and fucking pink, they look like fucking um omeprzole fucking heartburn tablets that you take. And why do I know this? Well, because I take omeprzole. Why you shouldn't fucking uh over consume alcohol your first fucking between fucking 18 and 30. Well, yeah, so you have a fucking esophagus. That still works. Omeprazol, huh? Oh mop my fucking death all like these little tiny licorice fucking gelatin fucking globs, pills, capsules, coated in this sugary fucking white or fucking pink candy coating. And I'll be honest, if you like black licorice, you're gonna love them. Good and plenty, fucking shit and too much. I want the box chained to fucking shit and too much. I remember I used to get good and plenties in my Halloween bag. My pillowcase, you know? You don't go out with a bag when you're a kid, you go out with a pillowcase. I should have gone out with a fucking hot air balloon. The fucking the size of the hot air balloon and fucking trick-or-treated for a week. Filled my trailer with fucking candy. You're already filled with junk. The season of the spooky bitch is upon us. Do you like to dress up? Do you like to be different on Halloween? Do you like to fucking scare the shit out of people or make them laugh? Do you just are you one of those people who's like, I don't even want to dress up, man? It's fucking stupid. I'm not dressing up, man. I get it. You know, you don't have to dress up and go out and fucking go to these parties or fucking act like Halloween. You're still a kid, but I love the event. I always come up with something to fucking hand out the candy to the kids, man. For me, it's a fucking it's a rite of passage to be a fucking something that's funny or hip or unique or cool that vibes with the music. It's like a Halloween to me is an all-enveloping sort of feeling. It's a season. It's not just one day. Like I'm not fucked up enough to want it to be important and matter, like, not in October or after October. You know, I always am down to dress up as Jason Voorhees and walk through the woods, for sure. You know, that's a fucking, that's a good time. I mean, Jason is fucking he doesn't have any fucking bills to pay, doesn't he? Doesn't seem like he eats. You know? He's got no relationship to worry about. If someone pisses him off, he just fucking slices him. He can't be killed. I don't even think he needs water. Does he ever fucking drink anything? I mean, Myers, I think they they can insinuate sometimes that he he ate in his fucking old home, like there was like a dead animal with bite marks and stuff. I mean, he ate like dogs are fucking animals, but Jason is just he's an elite being. And I mean, no bills, no costs, nothing. Guy doesn't have to pay for anything to sleep outside. Just stand there and it's fine. He can you can put a chain around his neck with a brick and go swimming and just hang out down under the water when nobody can see him. Nobody's gonna get in his space, right? He just fucking he can go swimming underneath everybody, and there's nobody down there that's affecting his time. If you come near him, he's just gonna grab you and drown you. That's good, you know, if you wanna go for a swim. There's never any issues with because there are too many people in the pool or the lake or the fucking ocean. It's like he has fucking gills. Yeah, I don't wanna dress up, man. It's fucking stupid, man. Well, I'll tell you what. You can dress up, or you can go as a fucking corpse. Cause I'm gonna fucking beat your head in with a large boulder. Hey man, what's your friend dressed as? Guy attacked by a fucking rock. That's his outfit. Looks fucking realistic, man. He's not even moving, he's got fucking bruises all over his body and his fucking his nose is bashed in. Yeah, that's pretty realistic. Who does his makeup? I heard Echo does it for free. Oh, um. That's fucking stupid, man. Uh-huh. Well, I want to be honest with you. Most of the people that are fucking like angry about shit and don't want to like I don't know. I don't know if it's if you dress up, you're fucking lame and stupid, and you can't let go of your childhood, or if you don't dress up, you're mature and above it. You're a douche, you're too uptight. It's somewhere in the middle. I like to dress up to celebrate the spirit of that season. Like people love that the holidays, like, more than anything. Thanksgiving's a great one because you you get to be around people usually that you care about. Christmas is a little bit old for me. I think presents are lame just because of one day. It's cool to give people things that they're interested in or to surprise them during times when they're not expecting it. I I think that's a more important time. Halloween's funny to me just because there's something sort of seance-y about the season. There's something sort of cool to me about coming up with an idea that sort of pairs with music. I've always believed in an outfit and and colors and music. It's almost like you're writing a script or you're creating something. Halloween to me is so creative. It's not just about being something typical. Although you can take something typical and make it unique. I've always enjoyed thinking about how to make people laugh or be shocked or think, what the fuck? And I think people love music. They they're always shy to express their feelings with music, unless they're girls together, right? They're just gonna dance and do whatever. But guys and girls, and like most people have this sort of insecurity in them to not be or do what they really want to do consistently, you know, and I I don't even think that's a wrong thing. I think it's kind of very normal. Halloween to me is sort of where you can cross that line and it's acceptable for some reason. You know, I think I mean, obviously just because of the holiday itself, but it's funny how on that one day you can be anything or something else or be creative and nobody overly judges it that day. I'm gonna be a robot. They're still gonna think you're lame if they don't wear costumes, and you're still gonna think they're lame if they wear a costume, right? It's sort of the person that doesn't wear a costume thinks you're lame. The person that wears a costume thinks you're lame because you're not it's almost like you're not comfortable enough to just dress up, do something fun on one night. And you don't have to dress up. I'm not saying you do it every year all the time, but you either love Halloween or you don't care about Halloween. I don't think there's any in-between. Oh you in between Halloween? You fucking Billy Jean Cow. Nice. If you guys are fucking looking for a Halloween snack, I just fucking dropped spit one right outside. It's in a spot, maybe spot number 16, right near all the fucking geese. I'm gonna dress as a big giant fucking geese mallard duck. Just walk around and fucking eat crackers by a pond. Huh? Did you see uh Eekshow's Halloween costume? I didn't see it, man. I heard he was like out in some pond. He went down to Walden Pond and just walked around it and ate crackers that were old. Nobody saw him, man, because nobody went to it. I heard it was a really good outfit though, man. Dressed up like a fucking geese or a mallard duck. But nobody saw it, man. Nah, man, nobody saw it. I always used to say when I was young it'd be cool, like if you went to like these some of these high school parties, or I always would say I was gonna dress up as a wall. Just be an actual wall and like position myself where there should be a wall wherever the party was, and be the wall. So you're there, and everybody's like, What the fuck's each show, man? I haven't seen him, man. And I'm there, I'm just one of the walls of the structure. People are actually leaning against me, but they don't know I'm there. That's my costume. I'm a fucking wall. People are like, you're fucking insane, dude. Like nobody would know you're there and you wouldn't have any fun. Oh, contraire monfair. I would have the best time knowing that nobody knew who I was, and then later they'd know that oh he fucking eek show was there, man. He was dressed up as that back wall. He was the wall man? I took a shit on that wall. That's the discipline, though. The whole time I was fucking I got sick, it smelled bad, but I knew I had to stay fucking in character. When I was a freshman in college, my buddy and I dressed up as the fucking lunatic escaped fucking mental killer patient. Obviously Eek Show, and he was death. Lord Death. This fucking Grim Reaper spooky skeleton mask with his long dark coat. And he tied fucking like these, you know, child, childish swing chains around me and wrapped up my arms, and he he carried me like I was his fucking his darkest fucking underlord. Like I was his fucking, you know, lunatic patient. It was death carrying his fucking underlord, death patient, this crazy man. And we walked around fucking campus and we went to this Halloween party at a place called fucking Chucks. Chucks are absorbent bed pads that a lot of people use when they have accidents, if maybe they're paralyzed or struggle with their bathroom habits. You know, people with disabilities, special needs. They're just out there and you know to me they're funny because we always had them around the house.

SPEAKER_01 26:47

Okay, okay, fucking freaking dealer with your chucks.

SPEAKER_09 26:54

My mom was paralyzed and we used to have to get her chucks. I'm not I'm not trying to make fun of my mom, not at all. So we'd call them Chucks. You know what we should name the bar, man. Are you gonna name it fucking Adult Diaperland? Are you gonna call it Chucks? I think we should go with Chucks, man. If we call it Adult Diaper Land, I don't know if the fucking the guy dressed as the Grim Reaper with his underlord you know, lunatic patient will come to the party, man, and we need them there. That's a fucking top car that's a top Halloween costume. We went to that fucking Halloween party, it's like a downstairs bar, it was packed. Everybody's dressed up, it's college. It's fantastic. Even guys that don't dress up. I remember like one guy had like a he put the head piece on like a girl has a a hairbow fucking plastic piece to put over her hair, and it shows an arrow on one side with the back of the arrow on the other side. Just an arrow through the head, and that's all he wore. You know, put blood around it. You know, pretty easy. Take your shirt off, it gets shot in the head with an arrow. Old school, simple pimple. I remember there was someone there dressed as the greatest American hero, and that motherfucker, believe it or not, I'm Morgan William. Never thought Ink Show should be so free. Fly the way all in your prayer. Who could he be? Believe it or not, it's ekeshow me. Even with bronchitis, I've got a fucking octave that people can't hit. I'm dead. Eekshaw fucking flatlining. Tell you, man, I'm gonna dress as a fucking mallard duck and hang out with these guys. All of them are just fucking chillin' eating fucking rabbit turds and hanging out. It's this fucking six of them, man. The YMCA six, kid.

SPEAKER_13 28:56

Oh, they're out there. The YMCA six.

SPEAKER_09 29:05

They all seem to be fucking paired off in twos, eating fucking shit out of the fucking old hay fucking lawn. What's up, geese fucking bitch? Ez we stood in the fucking corner of that fucking bar, chucks. Not adult diaper land, okay? Chucks! Hey! You stop fucking using the chucks! We stood in the corner of that place, hot girls coming up try to break our character. Hot girls, dude. Just fucking fishnet black fucking legs and boots and high heels and fucking provocative fucking just nightwear. We didn't break character. We didn't fucking move or talk or speak the whole night. Four to five, six hours of fucking pure character fucking alignment. Cause that's the fucking mission. That's Halloween. Commitment! If you're gonna dress up as a fucking scary person or a killer, you become that fucking costume! There's nothing fun or funny about it. It's a fucking mission. Right back to the fucking king size Reese's peanut butter cup. It gives you four, so you eat four, you fucking whore. And he, you shit. Somebody entered us into the Halloween costume competition. People went up there, they'd go up on the stage, there was a band, and they'd shut the music off, and everybody would step up and they'd go by applause. Now, I do remember the greatest American Hero one. He sang the greatest American Hero song. He had the blonde wig. He had the greatest American Hero orange suit on. You know, you're this fucking kind of douchebag superhero that was popular in the 80s. The guy who played the part. It's actually a fun show. It's got that catchy tune that everybody knows.

SPEAKER_08 31:07

Believe it or not, George is in at home. So leave a message at the beep. I must be out or I'd pick up the phone. Where could George be? Believe it or not, I'm not home.

SPEAKER_09 31:26

Seinfeld again, they use that. Brilliant. So he this guy won the fucking first prize, but there was a moment in that fucking judging, the competition itself. All kinds of fun costumes going on. I think my I think my buddy Bullfrog dressed up like he had a a nail in his head. I think that was his costume, like he had a an injury on his forehead. I think it was a nail in the head. No. The geese, the YMCA geese, six geese are coming after me, man. I'm gonna be a fucking carcass eaten by fucking six geese. That'd be a good costume. Have the birds released into the fucking party and then have me dead on the fucking floor with all the goose, you know, gnaw marks. Yo, that one looks realistic too, man. Yeah, that's another eat show special, man. He allowed the geese to attack him and eat parts of his body, and then he let the geese go to the party with him.

SPEAKER_11 32:52

One and six killing on my kids. Three, four, and five.

SPEAKER_09 33:08

I saw one of the geese at the bar drinking fucking fucking uh mind eraser shots. Uh no, that was the ducky docs. Six straws, yeah. He had six straws. That kid's a fucking lunatic, man. You don't know the half of it. Halloween season of the spooky bitch. When we went up on the stage to be judged, people were getting claps and excitement. We went up to be judged, and it went silent. You couldn't buy that reaction. You had to create it. You had to be willing to commit to pure fucking death, evil, like the fruit of the devil. This is the Inkshow.

SPEAKER_12 34:01

And I owe him.

SPEAKER_09 34:08

Place went fucking silent. Even the greatest American hero was scared shitless. Believe it or not. Ek Show is walking on. I'll always remember that moment. There's been a billion fucking Halloween moments for me, man. Billions. Just brilliant costumes over the years. Full commitment to every time I dressed up, whether it was funny, whether it was a musical act, whether it was a DJ, a killer, a fucking clown, a punked ghoul, dead presidents, murdered clowns from Hawaii. Duck tape man Bloodied eggs, okay, that was still out there.

SPEAKER_02 35:21

You must shake your entire scar. Then you must put a bobcat glued all the way around. Pick your entire hand, loves your eyes, cheeks, mouth, and ears. And should you crude the bloody egg? Get a gallery and squeeze blood and squirt it all over the top.

SPEAKER_09 35:50

Logic. All kinds of just fucking brilliant ideas over the years. Halloween this year. I'm gonna be something classic. Something I enjoyed that I saw the last ten years, actually. It's simple, it's pimple. I love when girls smile with a dimple. Hello! This one's gonna be a fun one. It's fucking tied into music like always these days. I need a fucking stronger speaker though. I think speakers are on sale the next two days, so fucking look out. I'm gonna get a fucking power bomb blaster. I want music so loud that fucking neighborhoods that are fucking three cities away are hearing my selections. This is the Eek Show, and it's the season of the spooky bitch. If you get fucking a king-sized peanut butter cup, eat all four of them.

unknown 36:56

Spooky bitch.

SPEAKER_09 36:59

Have a nice glass of cold fucking milk. Don't give out good and plenties. Don't give out Tootsie Rolls. Hundred grand bars are delightful fucking Twix. Twix are a fucking beauty, aren't they? It's just a fucking beautiful candy bar. Twix giving you the two sticks, yeah. It's kind of a nice surprise when you get a second one, right? Most candy bars are fucking the solo fucking glob of fucking chocolate. I like when you get pieces. Skybar is a nice one. Fucking Nestle Crunch, the classic. Well, you give out the fucking. The prison Nestle Crunch is the crackle bar, right? That's not bad. Crackle's not bad. It's just somebody competing with Nestle Crunch, right? It is the same fucking candy bar. They taste different though. Mr. Goodbar with the peanuts and chocolate. Oh. Fucking Mr. Goodbar, man. That guy was a fucking good dude, wasn't he? Just makes fucking good bars with peanuts. Yo, you show, you gonna have Mr. Goodbar on your fucking podcast? If he gives me a lifetime supply of the fucking chocolate bars, yeah. Otherwise, I don't want him on my fucking show. Those kids are gonna find ways to find ways to get up to your fucking home and get more candy and fucking enhance their cavities. Fucking nerds. God stoppers fucking Skittles, God Sour Skittles? Jesus. Fucking stay up all night and eat sour skittles and just fucking shit out fucking sugar.

SPEAKER_05 38:58

Oh god.

SPEAKER_09 39:02

Oh god. I'm gonna give out fucking little grunk bronchitis fucking glop bags. Each fucking phlegm ball I cough up, put it in a nice little plastic bag and wrap it with little fucking orange twistems and draw a fucking jack-o'-lantern on the side. Yo, did you can you stop by and get one of each show's fucking little bronchitis glop bags? It's kinda fucking scary, man. They glow in the dark.

unknown 39:28

It's fucking terrible.

SPEAKER_09 39:31

I hope you have an excellent fucking Halloween season. Season of the spooky bitch. I hope you're not a bitch, but I hope you're spooky. And fucking really kind of ooky and kooky. You're a fucking spooky bitch. Have an excellent fucking Halloween season. The one thing. Be creative. Do something fun for your fucking season. It doesn't have to be a fun Halloween. You don't have to be fucking something that you're not. If you're a fucking, you know, kind of lazy, fucking stuffed up, I'm too cool bitch ass, then don't get in a fucking costume. I get it. Don't make people laugh or fucking, you know, scared or create something that's different than yourself. Yeah. Just be your fucking normal, boring ass fucking douche rocket self. Yo, man, what are you? A fucking boring ass, stuck up fucking bitch ass? You nailed it, man. You're you're in that costume every day all year long. I thought you'd fucking be something different for Halloween, man.

unknown 40:39

You're a fucking stuffy.

SPEAKER_09 40:40

Girls? I want you to fucking dress uh dress up in your fucking wildest fucking inhibition is fucking sexy selves. I get it. I know you want to be fucking scantily fucking delightful on Halloween. I get that feeling, Cobra Jesus, it's just fucking an unreal night of fucking mayhem and fucking magic. Halloween is just I don't know if there's anything like it for me. I I you know, and I I I don't and I don't mean just that night. It's just there's something about Halloween that has always fucking grabbed my heartstrings. I don't know why. It's maybe because I grew up in a fucking haunted house, you know? Maybe that's what it is, you know. You grow up with a dad that's kind of like Jack from The Shining in real life, but not even as cool as Jack is. Jack's pretty cool, man, you know? And and you know, my Jack version of Jack, my dad he didn't even have a job. You know, at least fucking Jack Torrance was the caretaker. You were the caretaker here. I'm sorry, sir. You're the caretaker. You've always been the caretaker. Throw in a spooky movie, make some fucking candy corn, popcorn, mix them together, drink a fucking green glow-in-the-dark fucking vanilla, fucking chocolate fudge shake. You're a spooky fucking. Wear some fucking glow-in-the-dark fucking glasses and have some eerie music playing in the background and hand out fun treats for the kids and enjoy the season. It's it gets a little cold. It gets a little fucking orangey. Don't be so fucking insecure or stuck up or fucking you know what? You don't have to be like Eek Show. You don't have to be like anybody else, but just be fucking fun, man. Create fun for the fucking kids. Let them see what it's like to fucking hang on to the season. You know? Why not believe in Santa? Fuck it, you know? Is it better to not believe in something that's fucking pure fun and joy and fucking grabs emotions that you don't get to fucking celebrate when you're dead? Or to fucking be against it. You know, like, eh, fucking Santa is stupid, man. Christmas is terrible, man. Halloween's fucking stupid, man. I don't like Thanksgiving. I hate it, man. I fucking hate Harbor Day, man. It's like that the holiday sucks ass, man. This is the Eek Show season of the spooky bitch.

unknown 43:39

You're a fucking spooky bitch.

SPEAKER_09 43:41

I hope you dress up as a fucking giant billboard and just fucking hang out on a highway and people don't even know you're dressed up. Everybody asks you the next day, you know, did you do something for Halloween? I did, man. You see that billboard that said fucking suck my ass? That was me, man. I did see that billboard, man. I went up and took a shit on it. Have a good day. This is the Eke Show.