Last night, after I thought all of the trick or treaters were gone, a boy about 12 years of age came to my house. He was dressed all in red. Instead of saying ‘trick or treat’, he said ‘I’m your period, sorry I’m late. He got my last bag of sweets, and he restored all of my faith in his generation.
Last night, after I thought all of the trick or treaters were gone, a boy about 12 years of age came to my house.
He was dressed all in red. Instead of saying ‘trick or treat’, he said ‘I’m your period, sorry I’m late.
He got my last bag of sweets, and he restored all of my faith in his generation.