Halloween is a magical time when you can be whatever your imagination can think up. Our van became a monster with sharp blood thirsty teeth, thanks to my mom. Mark turned into Dr. McSteamy, I was a wicked witch, Norman was Optimus Prime, Stephen was Superman, Henry was Bakugan Master Dan and Cheyenne was a dog. Really she has no imagination.
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She has enough imagination to want to know what your belongings actually taste like instead of just imagining the taste! You are funny.
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