Oh dear - I don’t seem to have any candy, but I rummaged thru my desk drawer - I found a throat losenge, a packet of ketchup, and a tea bag - take your pick…
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaw, hooooow cuuuuuuuuuuuute!
[sub](said with heavily estrogen-charged realization that the bioclock is ticking way too fast and may not have any kids or grandchildren to enjoy the holidays with if Roommate doesn’t get in gear and propose…can’t be bitter, it’s a holiday, sniff)[/sub]
Have some mini Nestle Crunch Bars.
And a toothbrush (wrapped and hermetically sealed, of course.)
I have stuffed myself into a skin-tight, red devil costume. It is not a pretty sight.* I make a pretty matronly devil.*Please console me with chocolate…
Blue,
That was lovely! Have a nice slice of “Ghost in the Graveyard” cake that I made for my company lunch today. They won’t mind if I dig in early (no pun intended).
It looks a lot like the picture, except I also scattered candy bones and skulls on it. And I used a real cake instead of pudding.
Hope it doesn’t get the rest of your goodie bag all sticky!
Enjoy!
I’m sorry, I don’t have any candy to give you. But I can give you a blessing and an indulgence, on the house.
Young Xena, may your blade only smite those that need a good smiting, may the cinch straps on your foe’s saddles break when you **really ** need a break, and may that cute blonde sidekick lose her top several times if they ever make a movie out of your schtick.
And for your indulgence: you may throw a plain, ordinary, unenchanted dagger up to 100 feet with pinpoint accuracy, twice, but not in the same show.
Ahhh…little do they know- I’ve put Ex-lax in the cake. A little “trick” to get back at them all for sabotaging the ladies room on my second day at work. NOW lets see who has a problem with “overflow”
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
(I know, I just CANNOT let it go. I need therapy. Someone help me)
Well Blue I have some ladyfingers for you, made from the fingers of a real lady. You know how hard it is to find a real lady these days, all you can find is Martha Stewart and Laura Schlessinger and god knows they aren’t really ladies.
Have a hap, hap, happy halloween Rose!!!
God, that would be fun to give out. Rent an apartment in a nice Salt Lake City suburb some October. Give each trick-or-treater a handful of goodies, including a cellophane wrapped, penis shaped, chocolate candy popsicle.
Then move. Out of state. No forwarding address. Because you know they’d spare no expense tracking you down.
Thanks for the treats, everyone!
Toilet paper and shaving cream for those of you who had the nerve to view, but didn’t shell out any candy!
I wonder if I’d get more treats if I took off this metal bra…
Welp, we still have some of the pretzels in the cute punkin bags!! We turned out not to have very many treaters tonight.
The cutest one though, was a three year old. I was waiting on the porch for him, he walked right by me to ring the door bell. I had the candy in MY HAND, but said, “Hon, sorry we aren’t home tonight.” He started to walk back down the steps, ‘Okay, tanks’ OH MAN!! Did I feel like the grinch or what!! I gave him an extra bunch of stuff!!