German Halloween Party, By Justin Rybinski

It's Halloween party time over at Frau Hilga's pad. All the pretty German girls are sitting around, discussing the evening's plans.

Helga: Hilga, where the loving hell is the opium? You promised us opium, goddammit!

Hilga: Ohhhhhh yah, the opium. It'll be here shortly. Party on!

Other girl named Helga: Oh no! Only the magic of opium can stop these German lesbians from hitting on each other!

The opium shipment finally arrives at Hilga's pad.

Hans: I want first dibs on the opium! I have been waiting patiently for quite some time. What kind of opium house is this?

Hilga: Nooooooo. We will share the opium!

Another girl named Helga: Opium is good.

Everyone is doing opium. See how happy everyone is?

Everyone is doing opium except for this boring girl. Her name is also Hilga.

Scary Goth kid with a witch hat: Oh me oh my, I see a girl not dropping opium tablets!

Scary Goth kid with a witch hat: Try the opium, you boring girl! If you refuse, I will take over your nation!

The boring girl decides to try a small piece of opium.

Scary Goth kid with a witch hat: Yes! You will like this opium. It will bring you happy pleasures. I am a member of Kiss.

The police arrive and everyone puts their opium away except for Hilga number two and the scary Goth kid with a witch hat on.

Policeman: This is the police! Give me your opium! Submit to my will or else! I am the law!

Scary Goth kid with a witch hat: I am unhappy with the results of tonight's party.

The policeman takes the scary Goth kid with a witch hat on and Hilga number two to the police station where they are executed. The moral of the story: Don't attend German Halloween parties.

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