I think my Halloween experience this year is going to include me as
W.C. Fields. This fits for the general parties, and the one i am having. A silver screen film star who liked to drink, smoke cigars, and wore interesting hats? Sign me up!
On a different note, I enjoy Panic at the Disco!'s lyrics and song titles, but the musics makes them unlistenable. The writer should have just published a crappy poetry book.