Actually, I was the candy grubber today. And I didn't even see any kids. I ate dinner at the Boise Stagecoach restaurant for the first time tonight. The waitress was dressed up as a broken doll. It was a neat costume of sorts. She wore a short yellow dress with white stockings and had on ordinary athletic shoes.

Her dress had a low cut front and she wore a pushup bra, which I didn't mind at all. She was very friendly and carried a black plastic pale of candies. I helped myself to two Tootsie bars.

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I actually hate the smell of Lysol. Pine Sol is an even greater olfactory offender.