Autumn leaves are calling you out into the front yard. Could there be a better time for a red dress than this?

Here lies the evidence that filling the barrel of a bongo with Whisker Lickins can be a particularly arduous task. Who wouldn't pass out after all this effort?

25 Leftovers.
Dear Mrs. Carrot Sticks of Troop 50,
It is a shame that you will never have the personal satisfaction in knowing that you or your children can use a cupcake as a cool matching accessory. I think you're missing out.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Ragsdale, Master of the Cubscout-cupcakes

You're no narcoleptic, but sometimes you just go down however and wherever.

This was like a burst of sunshine on an otherwise admittedly terrible jaunt to Chattanooga. It was as though June became possessed by some crazy musical spirits.