Theres an Eyeball in my Acid

An evil moon hid in the sky. It was the night before All Hallows Eve and nothing was as it should be in the world.

Dick and Jane, or for you cerebral types, Id and Ego, descended upon the city in what could only be called a slow shuffle. Here we see Id... (or is that Ego?) basking in a pause of time.

Our protagonists stopped in to see some of Dick's relatives and relieve a little stress, but they didn't sully long as one of Dick's relatives was terribly afraid of dogs.

Dick and Jane grew thirsty as they walked down the busy thoroughfares with their spots, and finally decided to stop at a bar named Sue. There they drank beer and danced, while the dogs sat on the porch, dejected that their genital overlords had abandoned them.

After goodness went to bed, Dick and Jane went out into the street and came across a horrible metal golem who was caught forever in time playing the same miserable game of chess.

After trying in vane to help the pitiful creature, Dick and Jane pleasured the golem sexually, so as to provide a bit of distraction from the whole causality business. Dick found him difficult to penetrate but Jane felt that his whole soul quivered once he was enveloped.

Upon arriving home Dick and Jane found that the pets were giving them the evil eye for it was four in the morning and the moon had infected their spirits.

Although it must be said that Bogart, the Puffer fish, spoke eloquently about the merits of proportional representation despite having caught a moon beam in the face and being evily disfigured.

My psychiatrist tells me that I've shown great improvement over the course of this past year. Happy Halloween, belatedly.

P.S. Drips and dribbles to you Combine, you beautiful green harvester.