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*
I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
