John Brightman: Only those in my classroom. No familes. No drugs. No turning back the clocks, but only one more sorted out dish effort to see if something good can happen. I want to throw an all adult Halloween bash, in my own very home. Costume appearance required, which by the way, I will be DRACULA. Apple picking, candy giving, fun mkusic and games. Thats what I want. I don't want family in it. Just my friends and my friends only...Because my friends and my friends, we all know, that, family ruins oneself image.
You know, I want to be drawing halloween regarded things only. Withces, ghost, mummies, monsters, even super hero's, definately the jack o lantern. Candles, you know, live and be in spirit about life.
Which celebrating the tradition means one is doing good. I mean, I don't want riff raffs, who look at halloween as a chance to excell into dark criminal vengeance.
I want costumes to be acknowledged. Noticed. Make Halloween fun. I have my Dracula cape, my dracula white longsleeve dress shirt, the sharp teeth, you know, shining shoes. The costume to be cared for....Not look at skimpy scrunish plain t-shirt wearing scavangers with their jean pants and sneakers, and all they have is a simple face paint thing going. I mean, go to your level.
I want to see the girls come around looking like bunny's, or witches, or god fairies. Snow whites. Cinderellas...Not some dak paint face, street scrun clothe lazy costume.
You know. In the finally of my party, I want to listen to the song Come Dancing by the Kinks before the tomatoe fight game to conclude the fun party.
My friends whom were in my class, you know, I can only do that with you. We know each other, we talk crazy stuff. But we respect one another. I don't want to deal with stragers and I don't want to be a sranger.
New Jersey, my class friends, you know, without anyone trying to bring us down, I remember, Beatriz, she was so pretty, and my friend David. My friend Travis. And Jimmy. And Bruce. Luis. Runk the punk. Paula, Maryuxi the little bilouxi. Little Missy. Precious Letty. Adorable Anna. Lady Walker. We have been working on our costumes instead of the railroad. You guys. Come on over my house, Andrea doesn't cae what I do as long as I don't break her furniture. ..I know that over the years, we been through many embarassments. And we felt discouraged. But, we still have each other. The friends. Friends only. No families. Just friends only. We still have each other. And don't care what the outside world says. I think we all been humbled and humilated at work over the years. But don't let that be the reason. I know you. I am successful. And I am just as smart as you each. And that is how I know, you are a better person then how the unfair employment world that pays you and not enough treats you. I know that for sure....Look how I go all out when I try to reach you. I guess all this needs is a little luck. But no faggots. No faggots. You know....Anyhow, peace to all you my friends. Later yo.
