No Tricks, Just Treats
I would be remiss if I didn't share our Halloween memories with you. And I do not care to be remiss. No, not at all.
The last one was a neighbor that had Muppet music blaring from his home. There was another neighbor, an attractive young mom, whose costume could best be described as SpongeBoob NoPants, but I was so appalled that I forgot to take a picture and then when I went back and banged on her door at 3am the cops said I had to go home. The nerve of some people.
And now for a few favorites from Halloweens past:
Here's hoping that you and yours had a good time and that your teeth don't rot out. Also, Merry Christmas. Apparently.