As I mentioned on an earlier post, Halloween was a bust in terms of seeing any kids in costume. The last thing we need is to keep a shitload of candy in the house considering that neither of us should be eating it. What to do?
Inflict it on my office-mates, natch! This is what the coffee station at work looks like this morning:
Tremble at the sight of Candy Mountain!
I’m a little worried I may be responsible for multiple diabetic comas today so if you see me on the evening news, well, this would be why.