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I actually made this last year, but wasn't really satisfied with it so I never shared it. Looking at it now... eh, it's alright.
ETA: 200 favorites? Holy shit I should have uploaded this last year. Clearly I have no idea what I'm talking about.
ETA: 200 favorites? Holy shit I should have uploaded this last year. Clearly I have no idea what I'm talking about.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Comics
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Peanut Butter Kisses are the orange/black wrapped things, and those other things are butterscotch I think. This is what you give out to the kids who show up in no costume aside from a few lines of fake blood, and when you answer the door, all they do is holdout the bag without a word. In other words, 80% of the neighborhood. C'mon, you don't need much money to be creative and make a good costume. Seriously.
What you do is have a bowl of cany and a bowl of cheap plastic army dudes or something equally crappy. Answer the door holding both. If they have no costume and say nothing give them one army dude. If they have costumed friends, give those delicious candy. The good stuff.
It's the only way they'll learn.
It's the only way they'll learn.
We have a town drunk, a town hippie, AND a town caveman.
The drunk always hits on my Mom (go figure), The Hippy is my best friends DAD (also go figure), and the town Caveman (Aptly nicknamed Caveman) was/is an old friend of my Dad's. The cave in which he lived in is within walking distance of my house. :D
The drunk always hits on my Mom (go figure), The Hippy is my best friends DAD (also go figure), and the town Caveman (Aptly nicknamed Caveman) was/is an old friend of my Dad's. The cave in which he lived in is within walking distance of my house. :D
The "Chick books"? I think that's what they're called. Wow, I must have grown up in the cool neighborhood, I think I only ever toothbrushes once ever 3 years, and never got those religious pamphlets. Think the worst I had to deal with was candy I hated and maybe 3 raisin boxes for a whole pillowcase full of candy. My childhood rawked! :D
People use to make homemade things every now and then in my neighborhood. They'd tack little cards indicating who they were, how to get a hold of them, ect. So in the event that someone did get sick, they knew who to trace it back to. The thought being that if you put how to get a hold of you on the treats you handed out, the less likely you were to be going around poisoning people.
I remember one year my friend wanted to go trick-or-treating on the lakeshore (aka where all the richies live) so we could get full-sized chocolate bars. :3 Although, personally, my favourite was always the people who had a bunch of boxes and gave you one thing from every box -- one bag of chips, one pack of Maynard's candies and one little chocolate bar.
Dammit now I wanna go trick or treating. >C
Dammit now I wanna go trick or treating. >C
I'm European, so I never went trick or treating, but every year "American" Halloween gains importance, so I don't think it'll be many more years before they start doing it here.
Children do go singing on the morning of New Year's Eve and/or Driekoningen (literally "Three Kings", or Epiphany, first sunday after New Year), but I don't think they'd be very happy if they got candy, cash is the standard.
Children do go singing on the morning of New Year's Eve and/or Driekoningen (literally "Three Kings", or Epiphany, first sunday after New Year), but I don't think they'd be very happy if they got candy, cash is the standard.
I do not like children but when I get a house (no trick-or-treaters at my apartment!) I plan on giving out full-size candy bars ANYWAY, just because I remember being a kid on Halloween and loving the houses that did that.
Plus, of course, in my "having a house of my own" fantasy I'm rich, so there's that too.
Plus, of course, in my "having a house of my own" fantasy I'm rich, so there's that too.
I always ended up with the brown-ended "Indian corn", 11 cents from old people, a digustingly large amount of Smarties, and two pounds of mixed gum brands and candy bin samples.
Then we ended up with a few idiots who left out a bowl with a sign saying "Take one piece." who ended up candyless after the first non-parented kid walked past and would be "N-word knocked" for the rest of the night.
Though there was that one guy who I went to every year who gave full-sized candy bars as all the kids avoided his house for some unknown reason. Not sure if he was a pedo or creepy or what, but his was the definite stop for a free Almond Joy or two. Hell, one time he was like "It is after 9, and yall are the only ones who came so have them ALL!" . I miss trick-or-treating so much. X3
Then we ended up with a few idiots who left out a bowl with a sign saying "Take one piece." who ended up candyless after the first non-parented kid walked past and would be "N-word knocked" for the rest of the night.
Though there was that one guy who I went to every year who gave full-sized candy bars as all the kids avoided his house for some unknown reason. Not sure if he was a pedo or creepy or what, but his was the definite stop for a free Almond Joy or two. Hell, one time he was like "It is after 9, and yall are the only ones who came so have them ALL!" . I miss trick-or-treating so much. X3
I still remember the year I had my candy thrown at me by one house
They had some elaborate setup with dead presidents on a panel, and i walked in wearing this costume that made me pretty much look like death and you couldn't see my face
so they picked up handfuls of candy and screamed and threw it at me till I left with enough <3
They had some elaborate setup with dead presidents on a panel, and i walked in wearing this costume that made me pretty much look like death and you couldn't see my face
so they picked up handfuls of candy and screamed and threw it at me till I left with enough <3
Space cakes are cakes or brownies with marijuana baked into them. See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cannabis_foods
We had one lady who gave out a few pennies to each trick or treater, and another person who handed out pamphlets about why, in celebrating Halloween, we're celebrating Satan. >_>
Interesting Halloween story. I had to go as friggin' E. Honda from Street Fighter because all the Mortal Kombat ninja costumes were gone. I'd just finished collecting enough candy when some asshole in a vampire cape snatched my bag and ran off with it. My mom drove me around to collect more candy because I'd had mine stolen, and when the bag was full, guess what we saw at the end of another road on the way back? The bag that'd been stolen from me, not a damn thing missing. Turned my worst Trick or Treat session ever into my best ever. ^_^
The next year was when I was diagnosed with Diabetes, so instead of real trick or treating, I just walked around n the hallway while my mom and sister went back and forth between the three bedrooms and the bathroom, simulating the experience surprisingly effectively. I got so much diarrhea from all that sugar-free chocolate, but it was worth it.
Interesting Halloween story. I had to go as friggin' E. Honda from Street Fighter because all the Mortal Kombat ninja costumes were gone. I'd just finished collecting enough candy when some asshole in a vampire cape snatched my bag and ran off with it. My mom drove me around to collect more candy because I'd had mine stolen, and when the bag was full, guess what we saw at the end of another road on the way back? The bag that'd been stolen from me, not a damn thing missing. Turned my worst Trick or Treat session ever into my best ever. ^_^
The next year was when I was diagnosed with Diabetes, so instead of real trick or treating, I just walked around n the hallway while my mom and sister went back and forth between the three bedrooms and the bathroom, simulating the experience surprisingly effectively. I got so much diarrhea from all that sugar-free chocolate, but it was worth it.
Let's not forget the grannies who hand out from their eighty pound bag of hard candy. Mmm...yellow foil wrapped butterscotch. And good old striped mints.
I got a bible once. A mini bible. They didn't even have the balls to let me see they were giving me a bible. Pulled it out of a bowl tilted upward so I couldn't see inside, palmed it, then reached into my bag to drop it. That's doing the lord's work.
Then there's the gumball machine prizes. Little plastic things, super balls, stickers. And thinking slightly outside the box, loose friggin change!
Nuts are a wonderful snack, but those peanuts better be smothered in chocolate and nougat.
Now an Laters. Especially that yellow chemical taffy labeled as banana. And on the subject of taffy, who the hell thought putting nuts in it would be a good idea? I guess Abba-Zabba ran out of chocolate and nougat.
I got a bible once. A mini bible. They didn't even have the balls to let me see they were giving me a bible. Pulled it out of a bowl tilted upward so I couldn't see inside, palmed it, then reached into my bag to drop it. That's doing the lord's work.
Then there's the gumball machine prizes. Little plastic things, super balls, stickers. And thinking slightly outside the box, loose friggin change!
Nuts are a wonderful snack, but those peanuts better be smothered in chocolate and nougat.
Now an Laters. Especially that yellow chemical taffy labeled as banana. And on the subject of taffy, who the hell thought putting nuts in it would be a good idea? I guess Abba-Zabba ran out of chocolate and nougat.
I loved the people who handed Halloween gift bags out of tiny orange plastic bags filled with a sampler of different candies, and made with an unwavery amount of dedication, halloween spirit, and love. I always felt bad opening those bags because I know the people who made those started making the bags and decoarting at some point in September.
I remember making those bags a lot when I helped my mom with Halloween as a kid. Halloween was always my favorite holiday all while growing up. We didn't get many trick-or-treaters, but we always made sure to make it interesting for the ones that did come by. I rarely went trick-or-treating myself since I didn't eat much candy anyway.
Yeah, they were killers before Jesus, they were killers after Jesus. My family campaigned with many French and Norman warlords (they moved to Normandy) never really being more or less bloodthirsty than the men around them. Some of them went on Crusade, some of them became brigands, mostly they were either mercenaries, merchants, whatever. We took up whatever religion, nationality or politics necessary to get by. Eventually some of us made our way into the minor nobility, then fled to Quebec before it became British, then they became "British," then when land became cheap in the South after the Civil War, we became carpetbaggers (rich non-southerners who bought up land). We used the land we owned to support loans, and we used the loans to finance campaigns, build factories, fight for civil rights, and buy a /lot/ of cocaine. We were pro-Catholic and pro-Civil Rights until a bunch of us were lynched for it, then we became "protestant" and shut up about black people. Then Reagan's deregulation made all of our land worthless (the factories on top of it were relocated to the third world) so we went back to being poor. To be fair, mismanagement, infighting, and a feud with the local Klan had squandered most of our money by then anyway.
And that's a summary of my family history.
And that's a summary of my family history.
You know a fuck of a lot more than I do.
All I know is my family came over from the old country (Italy for me) in the 30s. The family kinda split up, half of them going in the "the business". When they though they found Hoffa in Michigan a few years ago, I was there just to see. My dad yelled at me for it when i got home.
We only talk to a very small portion of my family.
My mom was adopted.
All I know is my family came over from the old country (Italy for me) in the 30s. The family kinda split up, half of them going in the "the business". When they though they found Hoffa in Michigan a few years ago, I was there just to see. My dad yelled at me for it when i got home.
We only talk to a very small portion of my family.
My mom was adopted.
There was this tiny old man on the street we went trick-or-treating on who would always give us bananas. Every year. Bananas.
He was just so smiley and happy to see all us little kids in our little costumes... x]
I was very, very sad when I found out he died. D:
Anyway, I love this. It's just so damn true! :3
He was just so smiley and happy to see all us little kids in our little costumes... x]
I was very, very sad when I found out he died. D:
Anyway, I love this. It's just so damn true! :3
I like all of these things!
Also, way back in the day, there was one house in my neighborhood that gave me (and only me) money. I'm not talking about a quarter or a nickel, I'm talking about five dollars in quarters. It was sweet. Took those quarters and put them right in my little bank thing.
Also, way back in the day, there was one house in my neighborhood that gave me (and only me) money. I'm not talking about a quarter or a nickel, I'm talking about five dollars in quarters. It was sweet. Took those quarters and put them right in my little bank thing.
Im dead set on being the best damn house on my block as soon as I move out of the middle of nowhere.
Ill make up my house all Halloweenish, but not too scary for the little guys, and hand out full sized candy bars and popcorn balls and painstakingly make every one of those awesome little paper bags of candy.
Ill save up for it, too. Trick-or-Treaters are totally worth it and they are adorable.
Non-costumes get rocks with things written on them, like "GET A JOB" and "CUTE, YOU WENT AS A LOSER."
Only wrapped up like candy. Big rocks they cant swallow.
Ill make up my house all Halloweenish, but not too scary for the little guys, and hand out full sized candy bars and popcorn balls and painstakingly make every one of those awesome little paper bags of candy.
Ill save up for it, too. Trick-or-Treaters are totally worth it and they are adorable.
Non-costumes get rocks with things written on them, like "GET A JOB" and "CUTE, YOU WENT AS A LOSER."
Only wrapped up like candy. Big rocks they cant swallow.
man i'd actually like to try an afford big candy bars for trick or treating, cause i always remember when i was a kid and i felt all 'WHOAAA guys that guy is giving out big candy' and it was pretty cool.
But there was nothing more disappointing then getting "old people candy".
But there was nothing more disappointing then getting "old people candy".
I actually recall my wife telling me that her parents often gave away full size candy bars on Halloween back in the day. They often competed with their neighbors for who had the best Halloween setup, and best candy was often a way to get the most attention.
But their neighbors were TOUGH competition. They didn't just give out full size candy bars...
...oh no...
...they gave out KING SIZE!
~Otaku-Man
But their neighbors were TOUGH competition. They didn't just give out full size candy bars...
...oh no...
...they gave out KING SIZE!
~Otaku-Man
The only house in our town that gave out regular-sized candy bars was Mrs. O'Hagan's house. She and her husband were 90-somethings from Ireland that lived in the house he built when they moved to Canada in the stone-age. It's huuuuge.
And she had a bad memory so the bad kids would circle back to her house several times and get multiple chocolate bars :O
Also some houses gave out cans of pop. I miss Trick or Treating :(
And she had a bad memory so the bad kids would circle back to her house several times and get multiple chocolate bars :O
Also some houses gave out cans of pop. I miss Trick or Treating :(
.....buh I like candy corn.... Some brands have a good taste to them and aren't bland and waxy...
Ugh, one thing I HATED, and this was especially back in Pittsburgh, PA when I was younger, I always got either those circus peanuts and Swedish fish =X I can't stand that stuff.....
Ugh, one thing I HATED, and this was especially back in Pittsburgh, PA when I was younger, I always got either those circus peanuts and Swedish fish =X I can't stand that stuff.....
I remember once I went to a house at the end of the road, the Trick or Treating had just started. Woman was all sweet and nice, decided she wasn't doing this bullshit the whole evening, and DUMPED THE ENTIRE THREE GALLON BOWL OF CANDY (Good ass candy: Ring pops and full bars and large skittle bags and tootsie pops and shit) into my pillowcase. I fucking stopped right there. Best Halloween ever.
Next year, same woman gave me a fucking apple. What the hell?
Next year, same woman gave me a fucking apple. What the hell?
I don't even trick-or-treat anymore. This nice little old black lady is my neighbor and I'm the only one that ever show any friendship to her, and every year she comes over with this MASSIVE gift bag with all kinds of stuff--pretzels, candy, microwave popcorn, candy, Target giftcards, candy, etc. She's the best and I hate that nobody pays any mind to her.
Also one time she cooked me a wonderful dinner when she found out my mom was in the hospital for her anorexia problem. Fried chicken with her own family recipe, mashed potatoes and gravy, peas, and an apple pie.
Bless that woman.
Also one time she cooked me a wonderful dinner when she found out my mom was in the hospital for her anorexia problem. Fried chicken with her own family recipe, mashed potatoes and gravy, peas, and an apple pie.
Bless that woman.
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