Manimals! Werewomen! Evil-lutions of all stages! It's time to sharpen yer claws an' slick yer manes, 'cos FREAK DAY AT THE ZOO's back in town!
At Noon O'clock our lil' flock of shock shall convene at the Zoo Bar (zoobardc.com) across the street from the Zoo's Connecticut Ave. entrance for the traditional pre-frolic "Say, can I sniff ya?". Then once we've had our fill of food, froth, 'n' face-time, our malevolent migration will commence! An' yer hellish flesh best be under an umbrella or a layer of goo 'cos our crawlin' Chaos is gonna happen rain or shine!
Speaking of cover: We're gonna keep this short 'n' sweet, like lipstick on a mole-rat...Them's that run this jungle got rules, an' we don't fertilize where we feed, if ya grock my lingo, so for the sake of the horde IF YA CAN'T BE GOOD, BE CAREFUL, OR AT LEAST DON'T GET CAUGHT...'cos bringin' flack to the pack will earn you a large bronze anteater buried where the witchdoctors'll never find it!