Of course, being a certified candyholic, I had to stop by my local Dylan’s Candy Bar to get my sugar fix. I found these two happy fellows too cute to pass up. Press their heads down and, aside from letting out a suitable Halloween frightful sound, a piece of candy drops out their butt.
Hey, why not?
I'm a sucker for monsterish Halloween swag that keeps the ghoulishly fun aspect of the season in proper perspective. Here's one little gem I found, to my pleasant surprise, in a grocery store last week. The backing card is quite an eyeful; colorful and creepy and nicely displays the product in context.
What self-respecting little Halloween trickster wouldn't want to wear this cool safety light proudly around their necks as they stomp the sidewalks for sweets and treats?
Zombos Says: Good
“Hello?” I answered my desk phone.
“Is this Zombos?”
“No, I’m Iloz Zoc. Zombos is out and about.”
“This is Billy Castle from Monumental Studios.”
“I’m sorry, who?”
“Monumental Studios. You know, “If it’s done right it’s Monumental.”
“Oh, right, I remember that tagline now,” I said.
“Right. Right. Look, I’m calling about this script Zombos sent us. He’s gotta spice it up if he wants a chance at a straight to DVD release. You know, it needs lots more hooters or gore or hooters with gore to stand out from all the other hooters and gore titles cramming the shelves. What he’s got here is boring as hell. I mean who’s gonna go for werewolves and moonlight and silver bullets these days that’s old, old, old ….”
“But Dog Soldiers had lots of gore and action, and it–” I said.
“Well, okay, yeah, but this script ain’t no Dog Soldiers. He’s got transvestite werewolves attacking cross-dressing vampires, in San Francisco for god sakes. Hell, they’re all males. Got it? No hooters. And location shooting over there is a bitch.”
My cell phone started playing Clap for the Wolfman. “Hold on a minute will you? I’ve got another call on my cell. Okay, thanks. Hello?” I answered the other call.
“Hello, is this Zombos?”
“No, he’s out and about. I’m ILoz Zoc his valet,” I said.
“Damn, I keep missing him. Look, Zoc, this is William D. Carl. I wrote Bestial: Werewolf Apocalypse. Zombos was supposed to do a review of my book. Do you know if he’s finished it yet?”
“Him review a book? I don’t think he’s ever done a review for anything, but he does criticize everything. No, actually I’ve just finished it myself. Enjoyed it a lot. But I’m not sure I can get to it before the next full moon. Just kidding. William? William? Oh, I thought I lost you. Anyway, I’m backed up with other Permuted Press titles before I can get to it.”
“Oh, crimminy! Can’t you knock it up to the top of the pile? Who’s ahead of me?”
“Bowie Ibarra. You know, the zombies down the road guy.”
“Oh, c’mon, not another zombie review! I like Bowie, but zombies are old, old, old,” said Carl.
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