As he  had done so many times before, perhaps

As he  had done so many times before, perhaps 10 or 12 times now, the mastermind watched Alice rest peacefully in her hammock. He could count the mistakes he'd made on one hand and

that was a relief as he'd lost the other hand in a motorbike accident. Alice stirred and started to

reduce the heat as it came to a rolling boil. As the caramel cooled, she began dipping the apples, and placing them on paper to dry. The apples contained razor blades, of couse,

as that's the only way to ensure the kind of Halloween carnage she requred. She didn't want them biting into the apples right there and getting cut. The caramel was a buffer

could she dress them up like little chipmunks and have her way with them while they stood there unconscious. Then, as they would slowly start to bleed, she could use them as

party favors. The kids wouldn't expect that in their huge goodie bags, now would they? She smiled to herself and thought of all the phone calls from parents she'd receive.

She's be the most popular party thrower on the block--no, the state, if not the country, or even the world! She grinned a self-contented grin and set about preparing the cake with

her own frothed saliva as frosting. Then she went about marking the territory with urine. She was determined to put a little class in these wolf parties, even if it meant

inviting the Hells Angels, which she had been trying to avoid. 'There goes the neighborhood' she thought as she prepared to lay down with dogs.