After Wrecked I ran over to Trash for their Halloween party. Because of the rain it was pretty dead, but the people inside had a great time. Pretty much every single person was dancing to spooky hits and monster jams. I stayed late and arm wrestled Richie, took photos in a coffin and watched Michael T do his best minstrel show. I got home around 8 AM after eating at the sidewalk cafe with a motley crew of Team Trash. This gallery is just barely Not Safe For Work but don’t worry, your boss will never notice… Tracy doesn’t really have boobs anyway…. OH SNAP. Just kidding, I love you. Click click.

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