Look at that picture. Tell me that shit doesn't get you excited! There's no two ways about it, folks. Autumn is my favorite season. Yes, I love the scenery, and the cool, crisp air, and the fact that my underwear is no longer clinging to my inner thighs like a wet napkin. But those are just the concrete foundations of my passion for this truly remarkable time of year. What I really get amped about are the things that Fall enables me to do. Like drink Pumpkin Spice Latte's from Starbucks (yes, I feel gay ordering them), and wear hoodies all the time, and light candles that smell like desserts. This is the meat of the season, man.
Look at these things. These are Pumpkin Spice Kisses. Are you kidding me? By the end of the season I am going to look like the mother from What's Eating Gilbert Grape. But I don't care! And that's why I love this time of year. The clothes, the treats, and the reckless abandon of all ethical standards.
