Last year for Halloween… I was a Cheesehead. I literally ran around town with a block of cheese on my head. Nobody had informed me that this was the year we were supposed to cast off our silly little-kid costumes and start showing off our feminine wiles. My friends were Snooki, and I was a Cheesehead. I’ve never even been to Wisconsin.
Instead of candy, here is a picture of my Halloween French class doodles. You’re welcome.