Full-Size Candy! 364 days a year I steer clear from this stuff, but at Halloween it’s the ONLY thing I buy. It’s a cheap form of homeowners insurance, plucked one by one out of my basket, by all of the neighborhood kids.
Growing up in Palos Verdez, CA, it worked for Mrs. McAdoo up the street. She always handed out full-size candy and no kids ever TP’ed or egged her house. I figured it was the candy (maybe her enormous sons, who I believe grew up to be professional basketball players, played a part in deterring us too). But, after all these years, I still have fond memories of Mrs. M. For under 100 bucks I purchased confidence that our home just might be skipped when kids are out looking to deliver a bag of flaming poop and maybe I’ll even win a special place in their hearts for many years to come. That’s money well spent.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! |
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