I helped my friend pass out candy last night because it was her first Halloween in her new house and she had buckets and buckets of laffy taffy and sweet tarts to dole out to the sticky masses. We drank a lot of wine, didn't get a ton of kids.
I feel sorry for teenagers at this stage because they so badly want to go trick or treating - and tons do, just not always in costume. It's the last bit of their childhood robbed from them as strict candygivers begin to hoard their Reese's when the cute kids become a slow trickle and then stop knocking. What are we teaching these teens? Go join a gang because you're not cute enough anymore.
Last night, as I walked home, a dude in a menacing costume holding a scythe stood on his front porch with a strobe light flashing over him and cob-webs everywhere. He spoke to passing trick-or-treaters in a demonic voice and said "I'm all out of candy" - but judging by his get-up and desire to scare little kids, I'm guessing he never had candy in the first place.
I thought it would be a good idea to have sort of a mobile candy station, so I loaded up my van with candy, darkened the windows and then sat on the corner of empty lots in my "Body Snatcher" costume. Surprisingly, I didn't get a lot of kids, though there were a few people who said "People like you shouldn't be allowed to live." Geez, what's your problem, people? It makes much more sense to be able to move around to where kids are to give out candy - like schools, for example.
ReplyDeleteYes, I agree with your philosophy. Do you put useful things in the candy like benadryl to help with the sniffles?
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