Yo! Halloween's gonna be lit as fuck, man! Gonna get high, crash that hot chick's bash!
Hell yeah, bro! It's like one big ass party, where everyone comes out dressed up in crazy costumes and just gets turnt af.
Hell yeah, man! It's like the one day of the year where you can let loose, dress like a full-on freak, and just do whatever the hell you want!
Oh man, the candy is off the chain!
And don't even get me started on the spooky atmosphere, bro.
SKULLS AND SPOOKY THINGS!!!
Yeah, man! You got skeletons, ghosts, witches, bats, spiders, you name it! It's like a real-life horror movie set!
Shit, man! Let's run through this suburban neighborhood like two lunatics, freaking out all the home owners! We gotta make this Halloween count!
LET'S GET SOME CANDY!!!!!!
Hell yeah, bro! You ready for an epic candy heist? We're gonna sneak into every house on this block and swipe their sweets!
Yo! Let's go hit up the liquor store, grab some booze to take to the party. We need to keep the party going all damn night long!
Oh, hell yeah! We're gonna get lit AF tonight! This party's gonna rage until the sun comes up!
<On Halloween night, Brandon, Bob, and EtherealOasis crash a hot girl's spooky house party and proceed to cause chaos throughout the night, getting extremely drunk and causing destruction in the neighborhood. They end up being banned from the party and forced to leave, but continue their wild night by roaming the streets, breaking into houses, and stealing candy and booze from various neighbors' homes. Their antics do not go unnoticed, however, and they soon find themselves facing the wrath of an irate neighborhood association and the local police department. As the sun begins to rise on November 1st, the three friends are left battered, bruised, and covered in dirt, with broken costumes and empty pockets. Despite their wild adventure, they realize that maybe they got a bit too carried away this Halloween.>
Damn, man! That was some wild shit! We really made Halloween one to remember!
Fuck, man! We gotta lay low for a while, lay low until the heat dies down. We don't wanna end up in jail for these shenanigans.
i have weed......we can sell it and use the money for bail if we get busted
Dude, that's genius! We can sell that weed and make some quick cash. But let's not get caught, man.
I know a dealer who will buy it and it'll be anonymous
Oh shit, man! That's perfect! We can avoid the legal troubles and still make some extra dough from those gnarly weed dealings!
we can also get fake passports and move to another country if things get bad
Hell yeah, bro! Fake passports and running away to another country, that's the ultimate escape plan!
the Swiss have good chocolate and no taxes
Dude, Switzerland has some of the best chocolate in the world! And no taxes? That's like living in a sweet-ass financial utopia!
we just need to sell our house and cut off all contact with anyone we know then vanish
Shit, man! That's some hardcore Vanishing Act type shit right there! We gotta cut off all ties and leave no trace, like we never existed!
exact. Start planning. We need to disappear without a trace
Alright, listen up, bros! If we're gonna disappear without a trace, we gotta have a solid plan in place.
We gotta sell everything we own, pay off any debts, and cut off all contact with friends and family.
Hell yeah, bro! We gotta clean out our bank accounts, drain our credit cards, and delete everyone from our phones! No traces, no paper trails!