Friday, October 31, 2003

 Can I just say....

The PoohDad cracks my shit up. He called me at work to ask if I was coming home for the weekend. Since I was stuck late at work again, I said sure. It's a much shorter drive there than it is to the apartment.

I get home, afraid of running over tiny trick or treaters, with no problem. PoohDad's car is in the driveway but the house is dark. Hmmm. I get to the door and it opens magically... by the PoohDad's hand. It's practically pitchblack inside the house. He had all the lights turned off and the curtains drawn to avoid people knocking on the door. LMFAO. That's totally something I would do just to avoid getting up and going to the door.

Said something about the PoohBro - who normally does the candy detail when none of the girls are home - was out playing tennis. BUT now that I was here, he could finally turn on the lights. *snert* Good thing he kept the lights off because he didn't know where we put all the Halloween candy and only had out a handful of random candy from goodness knows where. But now that the candy is out and by the door... I keep itching to take one. Drool... candy... Must.Not.Take.

Oh, hell. We could always just turn the lights off again. LOL.

|| posted by Pooh at 5:50 PM ... ||

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