Well the Jews turned off every light, closed their doors, rolled up the walk. The Muslim Brotherhood did the same, sneaking in the back door with the lights off. But for us queer folk, Halloween is our turf. We love it and I carved three pumpkins, lit them with candles, made up my face in a zombie-farmer look and passed out candy that is at least five years old. I have one gallon bag left of the crap.
I was amazed at the neighbors on either side of us, oh, and the House That Kills, they too turned out all the lights even though the Armenian mafia's car was parked in the driveway. You would think he would pass out bullets or something. And you would think the Muslims would pass out bombs and the Jews of Little Israel would pass out matzo. But no, fuck no they didn't pass gas they're so damn tight.
It's the Fags of Gaza that keep the spirit of Halloween alive in this hood. Without us who would rot the teeth of children? Who would make their front porch gorgeous and who would dress up like a kid even at sixty-six? Not the hets. Fuck no, they're birthin' babies and running up debt. It takes a fairy to make a hood pretty, everyone knows that.
So that's life in Gaza, stuck in the middle of Jews and Muslims, we do our duty for god and country and beautify, beautify, Beautify America.
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