Loosely inspired by Zombie Rust’s Uncle Satan, I just finished this minutes ago because I am awesome (and humble). I can still smell the marker fumes… and cantaloupes are walking on my eyes!
This kinda looks like a scene from a cheesy horror movie with a floating, hairy skull demon terrorizing a sorority pool party, bake sale, wet t-shirt contest. Written, directed and produced by Charles Band, of course.
Holy bejeezus crap! There’s only two more days left in October. I am both relieved and saddened by this fact.