<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Everythingbutwings:
I just had a van load of assorted sizes descend. You must get a picture in your mind. Our townhouse is on the end of a cul de sac. This van stopped up at the entrance and disgorged it’s swarming horde. They ran down the street, splitting into units that pounded doors and streamed across flower beds, abandoning slow providers when other potential victims’ lights came on.
From the smallest (@ age three) to the biggest (12 or so) not a one had made any effort for a costume, no face paint, no decking out the tot in a pillow case as a ghost, no paper grocery bag with neck and arm holes cut out and turned into a Native American outfit w/headband of construction paper feathers!
They held out their supersized, heavy duty pillow cases (guess that’s why they werent’ dressed as ghosts, needed the bedding for the loot) and stood there. I took my bowl of Hershey bars and M&M bags back in and came out with the bulk purchase granola bars. They each got one and did not wish me a Happy Halloween, thank you! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Add to that equation none of them can say Trick or Treat in English, and you have described the majority of the visitors to our neighborhood. I will NOT fund the “begging for candy for aliens”. Call me a racist, but I do believe English is a requirement as is a kind Thank you.
This year we turned off all the front lights and closed the entry gate. Felt like a Scrooge because I do like the cute little guys…but I’m done.
“The older I get, the better I used to be, but who the heck cares!”