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What are you doing way down here little thread.
Ok, I suppose if I'm gonna bump this I should post something relevant so as not to piss off HER. [ HER BEING ARIOCH ]
When I was a kid we didn't have the extravagant costumes of you spoiled bastards of today. There wasn't a "Halloween Super Store" on every corner. I would get an old cork from a discarded wine bottle, burn the edges, wipe it around my lower face put on some of my dads old clothes and WHAMMO...instant bum. Of course we don't call them bums in this PC world of today, more like job & house challenged. Then my brother and I would go from house to house with our old pillow cases and collect many treats.
Only to bring them home and have my parents mix them all together and give us some only when they saw fit.
I mean whats wrong with eating 5 candy bars before supper?
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