I was supposed to go somewhere with my son on Saturday, but it fell through, so I felt bad for the little tyke.
He's been all stoked for Halloween this year, so I told him I would take him to the Halloween store in town, and let him pick out anything he wanted.
I figured he'd pick a spooky flashlight, or a rubber spider, or any number of cool disgusting things that they have on sale there.
I have no one else to blame except myself for what we came back with.
After all, I did say "Anything".
So, now I have THIS monstrosity sitting on my front lawn.
Next time I'll have any statements to my son about future purchases approved by a lawyer and stamped by a Notary.
At least it lights up, and the head spins around.
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