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Thursday, Oct. 27, 2005 - 5:21 p.m.

Number 1 in the hood, G

We've got characters from The Nightmare Before Christmas scattered around the house. There are various pumpkin decorations on end tables and TV stands. Orange is the predominant color in the living room (even moreso than usual).

The leaves that are green turn to brown.

It seemed sort of sudden to me to realize over the weekend that we're into the last week of October. Halloween is a week away, we've got plans to go to a party on Saturday and "It's Halloween" or "It's the holidays" are about to become legitimate reasons to eat candy. Lots of it.

In preparation, we carved some pumpkins yesterday. But first, to get into the mood, we need a little music. And please overlook the fact that after two pumpkins, we couldn't muster up the energy to go get a thrid.

My name is...
Shake-Zula.
The mic-rula,
The old schoolah,
Ya wanna trip? I'll bring it to ya.


Frylock and I'm on top,
Rock you like a cop
Meatwad you up next with your knock-knock.
Meatwad make the money, see.
Meatwad get the honeys, G.
Drivin in my car, livin' like a star.
Ice on my fingers and my toes and I'm a Taurus


Check it.
Check it, check it.

'Cuz we are the aqua teens,
make the homies say ho! and the girlies wanna scream
'Cuz we are the aqua teens,
make the homies say ho! and the girlies wanna scream


Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
Number 1 in the Hood, G

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