Our town does this great thing where they provide the materials, cider, and donuts for a scarecrow making extravaganza in the park. All you have to do is bring your own clothes and prepare to fight your neighbors to the death over straw. Seriously, it's surprisingly stressful. The moments before they start handing out straw feels like Bryant Park right before they open the lawn for movie night. Everyone's standing at the edge of the basketball court ready to POUNCE. It's hysterical. But also pretty darn cool. Next time I'll just take a valium first.
7. Years. Old.
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