I’m really getting sick of these damn kids ringing my doorbell and interrupting me from my work. It’s like, you can see my hunched over form through the blinds, illuminated only by the harsh glow of a computer monitor. You can just assume from that fact that there won’t be any candy handed out.
I try to be nice to these kids. I say friendly things, “Oh, that’s such a scary costume, scarier than Miles Plumlee’s contract!”, “Wow, are you a ballerina? Or are you Anderson Varejao. Hahaha!” and stuff like that, and these kids just glare at the selfmade highlight DVDs I pressed into their hands. Screw them. I bet they don’t even know who Anthony Bennett is, much less realize that Anthony Bennett is going to average 8 points a game this season.
What I’m trying to say is that making these highlights for you guys was a real god-damn trial. Good thing Halloween only comes around once a year.