
Unload the loot.
Whoa!
By my calculations, I should have enough to eat a piece every day for the next year and
a half. You can eat as much as you want for the next 24 hours, and then we're sending the rest to the soldiers overseas.
Hmm?
Well, I did it.
I thought he would eat some, get sick, and not want the rest.
It wasn't easy, but I powered through.
Rick's teacher wants to see us.
He's been great.
What?
Since the day after Halloween. All his whispering and whooping gone.
Wow. Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. How was work today, Dad? Fine. Anyways, I'm gonna go pick up my room now. If you guys want to do anything later, let me know.
That kid has a year and a half of candy coursing through his veins.
He's more sugar than boy.
But it's made him normal. Oh, can I take your plates to the kitchen?
Oh, uh, sure.
He's great, isn't he?
I know.
It's weird though, right?
Oh my God, it's so weird.
One more thing. You okay? Can someone bring me a book? Rick, you said something about a permission slip? If people are allergic to bees, can bees be allergic to people?
Maybe we can give them a little sugar on special occasions, like SATs or college interviews.
School dances. School dances.
Oh, that's a good one.
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