Aaaaand now I might be going to Jamaica for a long weekend this winter.
My life is so weird.
'Out Of Gas'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Aaaaand now I might be going to Jamaica for a long weekend this winter.
My life is so weird.
A 5-year-old was killed here trick-or-treating. Apparently she heard a friend calling her and ran right in front of a car. So sad.
My life is so weird.
It is.
My candy lasted until just 8:00. Best reaction was when I complimented a Hermoine Granger. "HOW DID YOU KNOW??" she asked.
Oh, how awful. I worry so about kids running without looking.
Oh the poor little girl.
Oh, god, that's awful.
I feel bad for the driver, too.
I feel bad for the driver, too.
I do too. That probably never goes away.
Oh no. That's heartbreaking.
I'm always terrified of driving on Halloween right around dusk for exactly that reason. Kids get so excited they forget basic safety rules and you can't really blame them for being amped up...but I fear being behind the wheel on that kind of accident. *shudder*
I left my bucket on the front porch and came home to it *completely* empty. Funny, because the bottom of the bucket were remnant from last Halloween, some of which was already a year old then. So someone got a few bags of year old pistachios and 2 years old reeses mini cups.