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Every year, I try for a Michael Jackson pumpkin. So far, I've managed to get a Tito, a Freddie, and I'm pretty certain that Latoya's made an appearance. This year, I'm ready. If that doesn't scare you, I don't know what will. However, I'm pretty sure that it will attract children by the dozen (get it? HA!). No, seriously, I love trick-or-treaters. Even if I run out of candy (because the boyfriend and I like candy!), I won't turn off the porch light, I'll resort to household items. That's when the party starts. |
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