Runs happily around with a giant bag of candy corn. Throws it all around and watches as the young pedestrians snack on the delicious creamy filled treat. little did they know that I put a certain special ingredient inside them...*cough cough wasabi cough*
Oo Ifire where is he I'll get him!! *runs around with a spatula*
The thing about plummeting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late. — Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune
