Hit by a Stegosaurus Tail

the den is as dark as the inside of a witch’s hat, macabre as can be someone with a green face and pointed nose sits across from me her nose gives a twitch, there is too much make up around her eyes her hat is pointed with inverted peak at the top, no big surprise. my partner is dressed as a computer, with a square metallic head. Her date is Dracula, red blood around mouth as if he’s eaten some dead. my date is uncomfortable, I can tell by the way his eyes move around. a more unlikely candidate for a Halloween party can rarely be found. table is set in Victorian crystal; there is a pile of something on the plate. hostess has just arrived dressed in drag; she is fashionably late. We clap for her, for her entrance deserves some kind of applause. Walking past our table is a dark grizzly with the longest bear claws. Let’s get out of here my date says as a tail hits him in the neck. Tail of a large sparkly purple stegosaurus who stops to genuflect. Giving the hostess his arm, making his way back now. Tail hits my man again. He jumps up and says “Holy cow!”