HoBiscuit and I had to work late yesterday. Here’s the sign I left on our door.
Unfortunately, I didn’t make it home until almost 9pm which is past the bedtime of most of our building’s children. That means the children never did get to see Mr. Flaming Skull, although Mrs. Flaming Skull (HoBiscuit) was happily handing out candy to the Greedy Children by 7:30. HoBiscuit tells me that many of the kids kept coming back to our door until their mothers made them go home to bed to ask if I was home yet, which is nice I guess.
Ah, who am I kidding? Stinking Greedy Children probably just wanted more candy.
we left a note like that, but we were home. In my defense, we left the bowl of candy (filled to the brim with the ultra popular Nerds Ropes) for the taking. It was cradled by our skeleton-in-residence on the front porch. He’s good like that, he always watches out for your candies.
Hey, who says the two wishes have to be mutually exclusive? I’m sure they totally wanted to see you. But, uhm, yeah, they probably wanted the candy more.