Jimmy reads his favorite tweets with the hashtag #halloweenrap. This exercise brought out the poetic rapper in everyone. I love this one:
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“I’mma grab me some Snickers, Butterfingers and a Mounds. Eat til It’s November, then Zumba off dem pounds.”
From these raps,it sounds like some really BIG kids will be coming to the door this year. You know the ones. Their ‘costume’ is ‘themselves’ they carry bulging Hefty bags containing candy – and the small children they took it from. It’s unlikely you’ll question them, as they gaze down at you from unlikely heights, demanding candy at 11 pm. With the hordes of adult ‘children’ in mind, I submit a lame tweet from Moi.
“I most always run out of Snickers, and again this year I might. By the time those big kids hit the doorstep I’ll be hittin’ Miller Lite.”
Ah come on! I’ll leave them some vintage Candy Corn on the doorstep, I’m not a heartless beast. According to Lewis Black, all candy corn is vintage – and vintage is valuable, right?