Well apparently I cannot be trusted with candy corn. Indian corn to be precise. I was fine until I saw it in the cupboard. Then I shut the door and went upstairs and all I could think about was that damn candy corn. Literally dancing in my head,it was. So........I ATE SOME. A lot actually. About 40 little corns.LOL. That sounds funny. Little corns...still lol. I promise,as soon as it is all gone I will not buy any more.Why don't I throw it away you might be asking. It is seasonal for heavens sake. That would almost be a sin. Do you throw a big box of valentine chocolates away? Of course not. That is just crazy talk.
Ding.
Well I dyed my hair.And since I dye it red it always comes out too dark the first days. So now I have dark red purplish hair. And don't forget my white skin and freckles. I don't feel pretty right now. I think is a combination of the hair dye and the candy corn. Self loathing is not a good color on me.
signed in the color of the blessed corn,
Snarky
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