Well, I suppose they’re not terrorists. They’re just annoyanceists. And there were EIGHTY-FOUR of them. Or so I think from these calculations:

I got home early, like I do every year, and waited until around 5:30PM for the first trick-or-treater. I should learn that they don’t come early, but there’s a lot of 1-to-3-year-old kids and I know they go to bed fairly early. The last trick-or-treaters came around 8:10PM but I sat and waited until much later. This meant my late trip to the gym was canceled and I am still a fat pig. (A fat pig with 35 leftover packages of Skittles.)

Oh, and I keep losing my sticks of Chapstick. I mean, really, where could they be going?