InvasionThis was the unquestionable highlight of the parade for me and one of the most spitefully juvenile maneuvers of the last five years. Earlier, we saw the visual disaster from Acres of Terror. To elaborate on their operations a little bit further, the guys who run this don't have any jobs besides this Halloween attraction that runs for six weekends a year. The worst occupation in the world for picking up women used to be professional testicle barber, but "full-time" Halloween lame show carnie has since jetted far past it.
Anyway, these guys have gone to Fargo, the nearest metro area of any consequence, and proceeded to carpet bomb the fucking place with coupons and fliers that are pretty close to having 80% correct spelling and punctuation. It's bad enough to have this embarassment harassing the whole area, but when several thousand fliers are advertising the "GREATEST FREEK SHOW EVER," I want to throw a dictionary through their windows and tell them to join the non-goblin sector of the labor force.
Apparently someone in Fargo had had enough, as the similar attraction from the metro area piled into two herses and came to Leonard to advertise in enemy territory. Without any connection to the town, other than petty bickering over the kind of intense costuming that the rest of us left behind in fifth grade, the Haunted Farm came roaring into town to make their presense known. This showdown of All Hallow's Eve imbeciles surely will not be soon forgotten by historians of the ludicrous.