“Say Bob, you're lookin' mighty tasty today!”

You truck on over to the local homeless shelter and sure enough, you find many homeless people. In fact, you find three willing guys right away and they seemed to be gung-ho about the monster party idea. Unfortunately, on the way to your house, two of the homeless guys ate the third one. So, you decided to drop those guys off. In the woods. In the woods not near your house. In the woods so not near your house that it would be virtually impossible for them to find their way to your house and eat your flesh too.

Ahem.

Not being one who makes hasty generalizations, you headed back to the homeless shelter and you found one guy who claimed he could do all three jobs. "Wow! You can do all three jobs at once? That rules! What can I give you in exchange for these services?"

An eerie smile came over his face as his eyes glazed over. And then, he spoke the words that you will NEVER forget for the rest of your life...

Holy shit does this guy ever love his Cobbler! You try to ask him what kind of Cobbler he would like in exchange for his services, but he's in a mindless trance now moaning "Cooooooobbler!!!! Coooooooooobbler!" over and over again.

Now before we proceed, I need to explain something to you. When it comes to a crazy man and his cobbler, you do NOT want to fuck around. Choosing the correct kind of cobbler to prepare for this guy is VITAL, not only to your monster party, but to your very own survival! So by all means, do NOT piss this guy off and make the wrong Cobbler.

You decide to prepare some:

• Peach Cobbler.
   
• Blackberry Cobbler.
   
• Apple Cobbler.
   
• Cherry Cobbler.