I am extremely disappointed by the trick or treaters in Saratoga. Ms. Carryover and I handed just one sampling of candy to costumed minors last night. Sure, we were watching both Ghostbusters and Ghostbusters 2 while I brewed a batch of Northface Nutbrown Ale, and having a good time. But where's the heart?
Now we're left with $15 worth of high fructose corn syrup that will contribute to increased cavities and nocturnal unrest.
These kids remind of Henny Hughes in the 2006 BC Sprint: crappy.
Was that an egg that burst on my door?
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Wow. That sure is a crappy Halloween turnout. At least I knew nobody was coming to my house, five miles out in the country.
I almost bought candy anyway. So I *could* have the leftovers.
there is actually a ms. carryover?
You know, I thought that too. When I met Ms. Carryover, I thought, my God, isn't that a coincidence? I have a blog named The Carryover and your last name is Carryover.
What a world!
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