Spamage

[wordinista]

Dear Little Child Who Just Rang My Doorbell and Got The Bejesus Scared Out Of You By My Patchwork Cujo,

Uh, did I miss something, or did they change the whole "Only Trick or Treat at the Houses Where Porch Lights Are ON" rule?  I'm sorry, but there have been too many Halloweens where I have spent a small mint on candy, only to have it gone un-trick-or-treated.  Or whatever.  Please do not look at me like I am the Grinch that stole your Fun-Sized Snickers when I tell you as politely as I can, while my dog is barking like a moron in the background, that we aren't doing candy this year.  THINGS HAVE BEEN A LITTLE BUSY.

Also, what was that costume?  A demonic pirate cheerleader?  Bzuh? 

Grouchily yours,
Bunneh

Comments

[jazzy-fay.livejournal.com]

Here, bloody here! You should try the politely explaining bit with three great danes not only barking like mad, but also trying to shove you out of the doorway so they can personally greet the intruder. Fun. And of course, rather than taking a hint, the child has to stand there staring at the dogs. But seriously, you're right. When I was young enough to trick-or-treat, the rule was that you only went to the houses with the porch lamp on. The other houses a)didn't have candy or b)had scary old people that would yell at you for being on their porch.

Of course, I do have my own private stash of tootsie-rolls, but I'm not sharing. *shifty eyes*

[therhoda.livejournal.com]

I'm jealous we got candy bars and everything and havn't seen a single tricker treater. Well it is sad it wasn't even a cute little munchin at the door.

[darkfrog24.livejournal.com]

I don't think the porchlight thing was ever a rule, Niamh. Did you try taking down your decorations?

[vitani]

The porchlight thing wasn't a rule for us when I was a kid. As I remember, if the porchlight wasn't on but the lights inside were, we'd ring the doorbell, wait a bit, and if no one answered we'd leave. Every year there were several houses without the porchlight that were cheerily giving out candy. Just don't answer the door ^^ (which doesn't solve the barking problem, I know.)

I've always wanted trick or treaters to come somewhere I live. My house in California has a long driveway with gates, and now I live in an apartment. No trick or treaters! D:

[kitesareevil.livejournal.com]

That was a family rule. If there was no porch light, no decorations than we did not ring the door bell. It meant they didn't have anything for us, and we'd usually get preached at for being Satan's children. I love living in a um...can I put this politely? Probably not. Anyway. At least it's not the Bible-belt.

I didn't get any candy this year, either, and it's my first Halloween all alone! I just wouldn't answer the door, personally. Not your problem. Or give them a dime or something if you really want to give them something.

[smtfhw.livejournal.com]

Well, I spent last night refusing to respond to the doorbell either. In my case that was to save the kiddies from getting an earful from me on the subject of Halloween. It is not and - despite what the morons at AOL insisted in putting in my events calendar yesterday - never has been a UK celebration. Unless someone moved my town to the USA (perish the thought!) last night, why were they ringing my doorbell?

Anyway, with everything you've had to deal with recently, I'm sure buying sweets for neighbourhood kids was the last thing on your mind. Let the little buggers see it as a life-lesson, is all I can say.

[hyanan.livejournal.com]

*hehe* Patchwork Cujo. XD

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

Hi, don't take this personally.


*throws eggs at you*

Nothing against you. I'm frustrated because something like 75% of the people in this neighborhood didn't pass out candy. And the some of the ones that did have their porchlights on didn't answer their freaking doors. I can't egg them, since that could get me kicked out of the new house, but since you didn't give any little kids candy this year, you shall take the puishment for my kids having a sucky Halloween.

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

*wipes egg off of you*

Sorry. I got over my frustration with the rest of the neighborhood for screwing my kids over, now I feel bad. Forgive me?