Yup, that's right...the old 80s rap group Run DMC doesn't have anything on me! Daddy even taugh me some gangsta looks for my street cred. We hit up a couple of neighbors, including our neighbor Dan, for a little candy, but we went home pretty quickly since Mom and Dad won't let me eat any of that stuff. It was all about the experience people! I'm now officially a trick-or-treater!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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