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Fluff in honour of my very first Halloween in the boondocks (wish mine was as exciting *g*).



"Ben, this sucks."

"Well, I told you, Ray."

"I mean, the cabin's well lit..."

"Yes, but there's what, five miles of darkness to get to our well-lit cabin?"

"Point."

"And I told you not to buy fifteen pounds of chocolate!"

"I know...."

"Ray, I know you're feeling homesick."

"It's just that I've always given out treats!"

"Perhaps this year you'll need to settle for tricks..."

"Hmm... fifteen pounds of chocolate and a Mountie..."

"Actually, if you want, I can be something else this year. Something that doesn't require... so much clothing.

[identity profile] chesamus.livejournal.com 2003-11-01 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
The only advice my mom gave me when I bought my house was "Don't be cheap on Halloween - kids have long memories." I am now the house that gives out 'good' candy, full-sized candy bars. And I haven't had to shovel my walk since I moved in three years ago :-)