I Know What You Diddly-Iddly Did...

... last Halloween, and the Halloween before that. Dr. Alfred T. (as in Tushy) Baum, the man who gave you those fetching braces, he knew, too. One look at that mouth of yours. One gooey delight was all it took to destroy years of orthodontic miracles. And you, SJG, that's right... you. You vowed not to eat too much candy, diddly-iddly-n't you? Year after year, empty promises. Year after year, you've gone to the dark chocolate place. Will this year be any different, SJG? Will the Peanut M&M's, the adorable Hershey fun-sizes, the call of the peanut butter cups, get the best of you? Or will you stay strong? Let's think about that, shall we? Let's ponder it a mo' or two. Yeah, we kinda doubt it. But please, give it a shot and let us know how that works out for you. We'll be over by the candy bowl, watching you.

Welcome, SJG. We've been waiting for you.