Hey, cutie.

We made eye contact.

Miss connections.

That was me staring.

There's only two places to find true love on Halloween.

One is in the haunted house when the zombie dentist winks at you with his one dangling eyeball.

Ewe.

He's a dentist though, so.

He's got something going for you.

The other is on the pages of craigslist.org. We scour that website every week to find the best misconnections they have to offer.

And since we're kind of in the midst of spooky season,

it makes sense a lot of posts lately have had to do with Halloween.

Okay.

I was wondering why we were still on this, but that does check out.

Yeah, like this one titled, Witch Please.

Yay.

Man for Woman 34, Spirit Halloween East Side.

It says, you were the enchanting woman in the witch aisle trying on fake eyelashes

that look like tarantula legs.

Whoa, big eyelash. Not being allowed to try those on. Exactly. That is unsanitary. Infection. Left and right. Yeah, gross. I was the guy in cargo shorts who accidentally stepped on your broom and knocked over a rack of dog costumes. Oh, no. You said, it's fine. I have another one in my trunk, which in hindsight I now realize could have been the broom

or the dog.

Either way, I like a woman who's prepared.

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