Like millions of American children this Halloween, I’m giddy from an overdose of candy. I’m not sure how many Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups I ate today — but after surveying the pile of empty wrappers a few minutes ago, two thoughts occurred to me:
1. I’m a hero for saving potentially dozens of children from an allergic reaction to peanuts.
2. I’ve clearly lost all control over my hands and teeth.
Yes, that’s right. I’ve become a child-saving, peanut-butter-cup-devouring zombie.
I’m too jacked up on sugar to summon a coherent conclusion to this post, so I’ll leave you for now with this gem from Terry Border at Bent Objects.
Happy Halloween, friends — from me, and the rest of the peanut zombies.