re: #119 FormerDirtDart

Well, it’s eight o’clock at night on Halloween.
I have three pounds of candy.
And, not one knock at my door thus far.

Nine PM here in mythical Mountain time now. Though our village is very small, ranchers and farmers for miles around bring their children into town for trick or treating.

Kids like us. We give out real chocolate bars (not so-called “fun size” chocolates - as someone over at Wonkette put it, they thought a fun size bar would be about 10kg).