Stroll Through the Graveyard: BNP Remembers Halloween

*inhales* COME WITH US AND YOU WILL SEE. THIS OUR TOWN OF HALLOWEEEEEEEN. I’ve been listening to this jam since September, when I got the faintest hint of a breeze in NYC. The Nightmare Before Christmas is a nostalgia roller-coaster, and my excitement could barely be concealed. Now that it’s finally the month of Halloween, I decided to take a stroll down memory lane with the rest of the BNP crew to talk of spooky times of Ocotobers past. Ja-Quan I love Hallows Eve man. Like more than a grown man should. Most of that stems from my college years at New Paltz. Those hippies go hard for this holiday. I’ve dabbled in costumes across the spectrum. I’ve donned the Spider-Man suit, been Samuel L. Jackson, Hugh Hefner, Agent J from Men in Black, But there were 2 costumes that take the cake for me. The 1st was my take on the Muffin Man. This was dead smack in the middle of the college years so I was ballin on a budget. All borrowed items. The AEPhi sorority let me hold down their pink apron, I picked up a wicker basket from somewhere, got these ridiculous checkered pants from the rugby house, picked out my largest XXL white tee and stuffed that bad boy with rolls on rolls of toilet paper from my dorm. Finishing touches; I threw on an all white chef hat I got from my homie and stuffed my basket full of Little Debbie snacks and all throughout the night, I proceeded to bless those that I deemed worthy with a light snack to munch on. When you think about it, I helped dozens have an amazing…