HAA! Thanks my friend! On behalf of ALLL of New England-I stand by that statement. No one likes to see a limp Frankenstein on the lawn. Bad form. BAD. :)
I finally broke down and let my husband get one for Halloween last year, a cute skeleton dragon with candy corn horns. He wants to get another one this year. I thought, "omg we're going to become THAT house..." 🤣
The only thing missing from this town meeting is the person who, just as the assembled crowd believes they have reached consensus, rises and points out all the things that haven't been properly considered sending the whole discussion back to square one in a filibuster that makes everyone just want to throw a pumpkin at him/her/them because their butts are asleep and they have to pee so bad their kidneys are screaming.
Other than that, it is perfect. And very funny. Speaking here as a long-time New Englander who has since fled to SoCal. I still miss the fall. But not the town meetings.
A ton of great lines but 'nylon lawn cancer' takes the cake. Hilarious piece!
HAA! Thanks my friend! On behalf of ALLL of New England-I stand by that statement. No one likes to see a limp Frankenstein on the lawn. Bad form. BAD. :)
Send the inflatables down to Texas - we can use them to cover up our brown leaves. :D
How many can you handle? We've got like 300 Frankensteins...easily! :)
Ha, I don't think we have any. One per mile of DFW metroplex sprawl should be sufficient. Spread the love!
Believe me, we've got skeletons, draculas, and witches for days and days....:)
I finally broke down and let my husband get one for Halloween last year, a cute skeleton dragon with candy corn horns. He wants to get another one this year. I thought, "omg we're going to become THAT house..." 🤣
The only thing missing from this town meeting is the person who, just as the assembled crowd believes they have reached consensus, rises and points out all the things that haven't been properly considered sending the whole discussion back to square one in a filibuster that makes everyone just want to throw a pumpkin at him/her/them because their butts are asleep and they have to pee so bad their kidneys are screaming.
Other than that, it is perfect. And very funny. Speaking here as a long-time New Englander who has since fled to SoCal. I still miss the fall. But not the town meetings.