It’s Halloween. Samhain. All Hallow’s Eve. Whatever you want to call it, this year I’m having none of it. I felt like Scrooge all day, if Scrooge was pissed off at candy and pumpkins and costumes and the color orange. The color orange, y’all.
I don’t know what that’s all about, but I know I’m not picking up what this season is putting down.
Can I just go back to bed? I’d like to just go back to bed. Besides, no one needs to have this scowl haunting their Halloween. AMIRITE?