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Posted: 10.31.2002 The pumpkin patch that's the least sincere
Last year, we went all out for the first Halloween in our new house -- decorations, tons of treats, a few tricks. We had so many kids coming by that by about 8 o'clock we were having this discussion, "Crap, we have like NO candy left! Do you think they'd notice if we threw a few Taco Bell fire sauce packets in their bag? Give me some of your pocket change. I'll tie up more in little baggies with ribbon. Oooh, here's some Arby's sauce! Maybe we could put Crisco in those little plastic cups with lids?" We turned off the porch lights and the living room lights, and they STILL knocked on the door. I think Todd actually handed out a couple of packs of Tic Tacs at that point.
This year, I just do not want to deal with it. I've been sick for almost two weeks, I have a ton of work to do, and quite frankly I'm being selfish. I don't want to share my Tootsie Roll Pop stash! So here I am sitting in the near-dark waiting for Todd to come home and take me out to eat, praying Claire doesn't burst through the blinds with all the little gobblins starting to venture around outside blowing my cover, and I'm refusing to open the front door. And I don't feel bad about it. We don't have kids, so it's not like I'll be getting any of the neighbor's candy back or anything. Nyah nyah. Flaming bags of poo. It's a memory I'll always cherish.  Happy Halloween anyway, you Grinch!! :) ¤ ¤ credit: Solonor | 10.31.02 at 05:54 PM | link- -this ¤ ¤ Stink. Stank. Stunk. -this ¤ ¤I'm kinda sad that we DON'T get any trick-or-treaters... parents don't seem to want to take their kids around an apartment complex for candy, I guess... :) I'd think kids would expect to make an easy killing: doors are close together, and people CAN'T turn off their porch lights... ¤ ¤ credit: Jason | 10.31.02 at 06:20 PM | link--this ¤ ¤I'm in a secure building. No trick or treaters here. yay. I love giving out candy, but the dog goes nuts. mmmm flaming bags of poo. ¤ ¤ credit: statia | 10.31.02 at 06:25 PM | link--this ¤ ¤We're being inundated with little trick-or-treaters as I type. And my husband has banned me from having any contact with the kids. That can't be a good sign.... ;) Hope you get to feeling better soon, Robyn! ¤ ¤ credit: Kelly | 10.31.02 at 07:05 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Trick-or-Treat! If I send you more pirate photos will you share a cherry-flavored tootsie roll pop with me? Ohhhh... we can even *really* share it if it would make Todd happy. ;) You lick one side, I'll lick the other ... Yum, yum! (Ok, must get mind out of the gutter. Now.) ¤ ¤ credit: Christine | 10.31.02 at 08:36 PM | link--this ¤ ¤you party pooper! I am sick too and I took the kids trick or treating and came home with an awesome haul of loot. you so deserve flaming dog poo....lol and just for bein a grump, no candy for you! =) ¤ ¤ credit: kat | 10.31.02 at 09:13 PM | link--this ¤ ¤ah, there are some days where you just dont give a rat's ass. hey Robyn, i have a ton of candy take some of mine please! ¤ ¤ credit: Alteredboy | 11.01.02 at 12:25 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
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