Another story start:
Even now, from behind the bars of this loathed cell, Goodwyn failed to see what all the fuss was about. Everyone deserves to be loved, even if some of us are a bit harder to love than others. So, maybe his methods were a bit…unorthodox. After all, most of the girls were minors, some could probably call what he did “kidnapping,” and injecting his lovers’ brains with antifreeze in order to create his own private harem of zombie brides certainly isn’t a practice your average Joe would condone. But even still – from inside this dark, dank and dismal cell, sitting accused, judged and convicted - Goodwyn couldn't help but think that his hack lawyer had at least a moderately good case. To note: if you don’t actually kill them, how can you call it murder? And if an official member of either church or state doesn’t preside over the marriage ceremonies, how could it be polygamy? And finally, if they don’t eat brains or communicate in slow, low moans, can you really call them zombies? At the very least, Goodwyn felt he had adequate grounds for an appeal.
Some corny Halloween jokes:
Who did Frankenstein take to the prom?
(His ghoul friend)
What happened to the guy who didn’t pay his exorcist?
(He was repossessed.)
What’s the ratio of a pumpkin’s circumference to its diameter?
(Pumpkin Pi)
Why did the ghost go into the bar?
(To meet his Boo)
And finally, the movie that will be playing while I distribute candy to all theferal adorable neighborhood kiddies:
Even now, from behind the bars of this loathed cell, Goodwyn failed to see what all the fuss was about. Everyone deserves to be loved, even if some of us are a bit harder to love than others. So, maybe his methods were a bit…unorthodox. After all, most of the girls were minors, some could probably call what he did “kidnapping,” and injecting his lovers’ brains with antifreeze in order to create his own private harem of zombie brides certainly isn’t a practice your average Joe would condone. But even still – from inside this dark, dank and dismal cell, sitting accused, judged and convicted - Goodwyn couldn't help but think that his hack lawyer had at least a moderately good case. To note: if you don’t actually kill them, how can you call it murder? And if an official member of either church or state doesn’t preside over the marriage ceremonies, how could it be polygamy? And finally, if they don’t eat brains or communicate in slow, low moans, can you really call them zombies? At the very least, Goodwyn felt he had adequate grounds for an appeal.
Some corny Halloween jokes:
Who did Frankenstein take to the prom?
(His ghoul friend)
What happened to the guy who didn’t pay his exorcist?
(He was repossessed.)
What’s the ratio of a pumpkin’s circumference to its diameter?
(Pumpkin Pi)
Why did the ghost go into the bar?
(To meet his Boo)
And finally, the movie that will be playing while I distribute candy to all the
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