Festishes always make me laugh, especially when they take over a person’s life and everything they do revolves around that fetish. Last night I went to a strip club and chatted up the door check chick. She was from Orlando and moved up here for her boyfriend who she met on Halloween 4 years ago and married on halloween 2 years ago, and loves halloween. I guess having a thing for halloween isn’t really a fetish – it makes you a goth but either way her life revolves around Halloween like this mother fucker’s life revolves around bitches wrestling. The last time I saw two women wrestling, I was walking by a park and two inuit prostitutes were fighting over a 40 oz of malt liquor. I’m talkin serious fighting like gauging each others eyes and shit. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t hard.