Everything you need to know about America’s relationship with its food, its children, its culture, and itself is encapsulated in this photo, taken on Halloween night.
Damnit. If I knew you were going all emo on us, I’d have chimed in with how the owner must be sitting on their ass worshipping W while their children are sucking the cold barrels of their parents unlocked guns while huffing lead paint.
Oops. We did the same thing, but only after a couple of hours of greeting all manners of monsters and ghouls at the door. As we headed out for dinner we had a whole bunch of candies left in the basket so we just left the whole thing by the front door for the kids to take when they came knocking.
When we got home and the basket was still half full. What does *that* say?
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If you’d stopped by our house, you would have seen the same.
Why?
Because we were out actually interacting with the kidless neighbors by taking our kid around (with a neighbor’s kid and parent) trick-or-treating….
Might have been sheer laziness. Might have been the same reason.
Dude, don’t harsh my melodramatic buzz. How else do I explain a moody high-contrast black and white picture other than blaming it on Society?
Damnit. If I knew you were going all emo on us, I’d have chimed in with how the owner must be sitting on their ass worshipping W while their children are sucking the cold barrels of their parents unlocked guns while huffing lead paint.
Oops. We did the same thing, but only after a couple of hours of greeting all manners of monsters and ghouls at the door. As we headed out for dinner we had a whole bunch of candies left in the basket so we just left the whole thing by the front door for the kids to take when they came knocking.
When we got home and the basket was still half full. What does *that* say?