Halloween Role Reversal

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Bobby Sox, Blood Sugars, and Dirt.

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I don’t need a hat

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Santa Cruz. Um. I’m not sure.

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Christmas boat parade alerting. It’s cold. The girl is high. Do something.

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Santa? Nope. I smell the truth.

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Frosting on the insulin pump. Irony?

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One Chinese restaurant, three service dogs, and seven people?

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Can we not? The gingerbread house version.

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The girl got an award and all I got was a stressful night of alerting. And a few Cheerios.

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