no kids this year.... I suppose i shouldn't have eaten them all last time
no kids this year.... I suppose i shouldn't have eaten them all last time
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i didnt have any lollies, was it wrong to give them a Bourbon?![]()
My kids wanted to go trick or treating so I took them around to their grandparents in the afternoon to get some lollies. Would never let my children knock on a strangers door and beg for food.
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This little man came to my door, i had run out lollies so i gave him the last of my Tobacco, i think he let down my tyres.
Well I hope you miserable old codgers survived last night without overdosing on bile and spleen...
MasterD (20 months old) enjoyed the costumes coming to the door immensely. Hey, and what's with these polite NZ kids? Hold out a big tub of sweets and they take two or three? Grab a handful, go on!
Ah ya miserable bunch of buggers - kids find magic in this sort of stuff for such a short period of time in their lives, where's the harm? Next you'll be telling them all that the tooth fairy doesn't exist and that Santa died in a sleigh crash.....
We had heaps of kids turn up last night - all really well made up in Hallowe'en gore! - and they all got a handful of lollies eachStill lots left over tho - am trying to resist!!
Good job it wasn't me coming to your doors - when I was a kid, 'trick or treat' really did mean 'trick' or 'treat' - send me away empty handed, get a trick played on you (the fave was a bar of soap rubbed onto the windscreen of the car in the driveway - a bastard to get off, but no harm done....)!![]()
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
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Bollocks![]()
It is an american tradition that has been commercialised here in good ole NZ -next we will be expected to celebrate thanksgiving as well.
By all means dress your wee ones up and have a bit of fun ..... in your own back yard... don't bring 'em into mine and expect to get sweets for it. bah humbug
Notices on both the letterbox and the front door are ignored and parents are often abusive if you open the door to turn them away politely.
My youngest had the right idea when he was living at home and used to keep weetbix and apples by the door and hand them out randomly. The nasty responses that he got from both the adults and the children were eyeopeners into the expectations that had been obviously been set.![]()
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Halloween?!?
I really fucking hate it!
Not only do we have hordes of kids begging at our door, but invariably my son's car gets pelted with eggs, just because there's nowhere to park it except on the street. The paint's kinda rooted now, with nice egg-shaped scratches and bits peeled off, and it made me late this morning helping him to clean it. At least this time we didn't have the house and/or gargre egged, or the fishpond filled with crap.
It's like Guy Fawkes - of no relevance to Noo Zilund and just an excuse for purveyors of cheap crap to foist it off on brain-dead consumers.
... and that's what I think.
Or summat.
Or maybe not...
Dunno really....![]()
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