1006. Halloween

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I think I’ve put a stop to this nasty little practice of kids knocking on my door and asking for candy. I have lots of delicious confectionary. It looks so tempting. Then the little snotty-nosed neighbours arrive dressed up completely unscaringly and ask for sweets.

I tell them, holding out the big basket I have, I tell them “Here, take some, but know that one of them is poisoned”. Isn’t that a scream? Trick and scream, I say to myself. Trick and scream! Scream your little hearts out you snotty-nosed neighbour’s sprogs dressed as Hiawatha. It works every time.

Of course, one of the sweets IS poisoned, but I know which one. Then when they’ve all screamed and run off I get to eat them all myself. All except for the poisoned one of course.

This year I got some Mackintosh’s Toffees and some Peanut M&M’s – best before February 2017. I’m already drooling at the thought of devouring them.

I’ll just have a wee peek. Which one is the poisoned one? Which one? Oh. There’s several of the same sort. I think it’s this one here.

21 thoughts on “1006. Halloween

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Thanks Simon. I usually don’t go in for Halloween – prefer to pray for the souls of dead on Nov. 2 (how conservative is that!?) and celebrate the departed “saints” on November 1. Nothing to do with eating lollies and dressing up like a god-forsaken whatever!

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      1. simon682

        I don’t much care for Halloween but I have been known to light a votive candle or two and spend a while thinking fondly of those I miss and didn’t finish the conversation with when they were still alive.

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