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Tails said:
It was 15 min prior to trick or treat start time
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And when is that?
I came home early and pulled in the driveway at 5:05.
5 cars already pulled over in the grass on the main drag
 
Caver Dave said:
Exactly! The Mossberg is loaded, because any "trick or treaters" would be 1/2 mile from the road, would've walked around a secured gate & 6 "No Trespassing" signs and won't be there looking for candy! :sniper:
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Are you my twin brother?
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'Dre is not alone on this planet...
 
I live on a rural dead end w 22 houses, we typically get 2 or 3 groups of trick or treaters. I usually rig up some ghost, skelton, animal hide on a rope etc. to scare the kids but not last year. Tonight I dressed in my leafy hunting suit and a skull mask w long black hair and waited @ the corner of the house. I brushed/shook all the bushes as I rushed the kids @ the porch. The kids who've lived here for years were delighted but I scared the shit out of the new neighbors daughter and now I feel like an ass. I knelt down and pulled the mask off but the girl was upset and hiding behind her parents who seemed like they were a bit pissed off. I've met, talked to them twice in the year they've lived here and they seem to keep to themselves. I'm pretty sure they're liberals but I'm sad that I scared their kid.



BOOOO!
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Hit a few of the friends in the neighborhood with my daughter at 5. Told me they were boycotting non-neighbors this year. Got back to my house around 6, the line of cars was well under way. Left for the parents and in laws...got back around 730...neighborhood is pitch black...driveway lights aren’t even lit. I put out 12 bags of candy before I left...all gone. I’m expecting a lot of alarms going off tonight from the egging/tp’ing jobs.
 
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CasterTroy said:
And when is that?
I came home early and pulled in the driveway at 5:05.
5 cars already pulled over in the grass on the main drag
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In Fayetteville it’s supposed to be from 6-8. My street is a block from a church that started trunk or treat at 5:30.

This is the first year I had my daughter on Halloween. Found out that I have some cool as neighbors. Walking down the street I first come upon a Monster energy easy up. Guy gives kids candy and adults this new Moster juice..says “don’t open and walk to the next block”. Get to the next block and find a Smirnoff vodka easy up. Guy says “did you come from the monster rep?” We reply yes and he gives us a solo cup with three travel vodkas each.
 
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Oh yeah - don't forget, Halloween night is a great time to remind your kids how Taxes work, and that nobody can avoid them.
Enjoy your candy.
 
I didn't have one trick or treater this year. Baby boomer neighborhood, walking distance from two elementary schools, kids everywhere. I had a bowl of candy sitting on the porch and I was in the backyard getting hammered.
 
UTfball68 said:
Easy...you'll get scolded on alcohol consumption. Unless you were literally getting hammered and you're just a sadomasochism practitioner.
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Meh.... Drunk people are the most generous with candy.
Comparative to years prior, this neighborhood used to booming with ToT'ers.
 
We ate chili at a friends' place in the old 'hood, along with two other families. Headed out with the kids around 6:30. One house had cider for the kids and at least two houses were passing out 12oz. treats for the parents. Kids were filled up and back to base for a pizza snack around 8 and we were home by 9.

They know I sort their candy after they go to bed. I leave basically one of each thing in their pumpkins and they get to try/sort/trade it for a few days. I stick the Hershey bars in the drawer for s'mores later, the Reese's in the fridge bc they're good with a beer, and send the 'non-allergy' stuff to their teachers for the 'treasure box'. After the weekend, the rest gets put away for good.
 
I rode around on a buddies golf cart with a few beers shuttling kids and wives all night from one side of the hood to the other while the wife followed the two youngest (for miles I was told) on foot with a large group of youngins and parents. I should have felt guilty. I did for a minute or two. It's hilly in that hood but the logistics of having several age groups scattered had to be dealt with efficiently....with a beer at every stop. Those folks take halloween seriously.
 
trailhugger said:
I leave basically one of each thing in their pumpkins and they get to try/sort/trade it for a few days.
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You're not going to let them keep it? That's bullshit.

Oh, forgot the story about the 3yo going down one side of the cul-de-sac with a little bucket half full of candy, and coming back down the other side with a full Target bag.
 
Had a monster of a day, but just prior to leaving, the bride sent me an email that: due to dealing with incompetent twatwaffles that couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the sole, we were going OUT for dinner :eek:...be dammed the greedy little rural leaches in the hood.

Thankfully by the time I dodged Lumburg and made it out of the office a little early she changed her mind and had started on the Pinot Noir, insuring no exit from the bug-in location to fight the candy warriors.

The sun set and the ONLY light in the house was the TV....but that didnt deter the ambition of some 8 yr old in a $4 transformers costume. Little bastard came up on the dark ass porch and pressed that doorbell like a starved dog boxing pavlovs bell. I bet that little high strung fugger pressed the doorbell 47 times in 10 seconds. The bride was giggling, the dogs were having seizures and I was swapping out the 30 round mag in the bravo company AR to the 100 round drum anticipating that the feds had finally had enough monitoring my txts to @Paul and were finally coming to get me.
After clearing the foyer with the surefire, I asses the situation, only to see "kevin" looking thru the side lights of the front door hoping we'd contribute to his diabetic coma. I turned off the laser penetrating poor "kevins" forehead and informed him thru the door that we were sick and weren't opening the door...sorry kid...
After looking at me like I had 4 heads, he processed what I said, finally saw the rifle, and left the porch faster than a Democrat eluding a job application.
The wife said it was time to shut down and head to the bedroom. I took that as an invitation for brown chicken brown cow and ran to the bedroom, stripping my clothes and leaping into the sheets. All in one action that took only a second (about 3x the duration I was ABOUT to last)
But I was quickly informed that what she said was NOT an excuse to play "hide the salami "
Apparently that JUST meant watching TV in the bedroom :rolleyes:
Guess it wasn't enough pinot :shaking:

We finished out the night in peace watching some recorded dateline and roadkill. While listening to the traffic outside from the beg-o-ween enablers :cool:
 
Next year, spend a couple bucks and put real barbed wire up, behind the NTP signs, disconnect the door bell, call the police when they set foot in the yard, motion detectors with lights, but set up before July 4th and keep it up until after New Year's, get's rid of caroler's too. Don't know about the jehovas witnesses, they don't give up easy!
 
CasterTroy said:
Had a monster of a day, but just prior to leaving, the bride sent me an email that: due to dealing with incompetent twatwaffles that couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the sole, we were going OUT for dinner :eek:...be dammed the greedy little rural leaches in the hood.

Thankfully by the time I dodged Lumburg and made it out of the office a little early she changed her mind and had started on the Pinot Noir, insuring no exit from the bug-in location to fight the candy warriors.

The sun set and the ONLY light in the house was the TV....but that didnt deter the ambition of some 8 yr old in a $4 transformers costume. Little bastard came up on the dark ass porch and pressed that doorbell like a starved dog boxing pavlovs bell. I bet that little high strung fugger pressed the doorbell 47 times in 10 seconds. The bride was giggling, the dogs were having seizures and I was swapping out the 30 round mag in the bravo company AR to the 100 round drum anticipating that the feds had finally had enough monitoring my txts to @Paul and were finally coming to get me.
After clearing the foyer with the surefire, I asses the situation, only to see "kevin" looking thru the side lights of the front door hoping we'd contribute to his diabetic coma. I turned off the laser penetrating poor "kevins" forehead and informed him thru the door that we were sick and weren't opening the door...sorry kid...
After looking at me like I had 4 heads, he processed what I said, finally saw the rifle, and left the porch faster than a Democrat eluding a job application.
The wife said it was time to shut down and head to the bedroom. I took that as an invitation for brown chicken brown cow and ran to the bedroom, stripping my clothes and leaping into the sheets. All in one action that took only a second (about 3x the duration I was ABOUT to last)
But I was quickly informed that what she said was NOT an excuse to play "hide the salami "
Apparently that JUST meant watching TV in the bedroom :rolleyes:
Guess it wasn't enough pinot :shaking:

We finished out the night in peace watching some recorded dateline and roadkill. While listening to the traffic outside from the beg-o-ween enablers :cool:
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Isnt candy alot cheaper than .223 rounds?









Just saying.......
 
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