Bubble, Bubble, Toil and Trouble
Sun, Oct 30 § 6 Comments
In just one day, a national holiday will take place.
The holiday where spook and fun and a fistful of free sugary angel candy is offered. When adults dress up as wanted and clink their wine glasses, teenagers raid parties and haunted houses, and the little evil children run around and plot where to hide their prized candy.
Now that, folks, is the day called Halloween (and a bunch of stereotypes).
Well, I don’t have a costume in mind . . .
And I wasn’t, er, invited to any parties . . .
But I do want to go trick-or-treating (Age doesn’t matter, got it!?).
Though . . . I have no one to go with, and it is a school night.
So . . .
This will likely happen:
That’s right. Me relaxing at home in my pajamas, snacking on my precious treats, and ignoring the little disguised devils knocking outside on my door. (Just kidding, just kidding, I love kids.)
That’s my Halloween.
Just joking I actually have a dentist appointment tomorrow.