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Halloween Memories
When I got older we went to the rich neighborhoods for a full haul of big bars and coupons for McDonald's and Wendy's which was always nice. I remember one year a house gave us these little bibles shaped like pumpkins and another with toothbrushes. After we were out of sight of the owners we sneaked them into other kids treat pails to get rid of them. We used to take short cuts through the woods at times to cover more houses and get more candy. After trick or treating we would go over to one of my friend's houses or mine and go through the candy and trade and give what we didn't like. I personally went after the fruit rolls, Dots, Skittles and anything fruity flavored or chocolate bars like Crunch and Hershey's.
Vaporman87 Posted on Oct 12, 2015 at 07:18 PM
@RickAceRhodes: Even miserable memories can make for interesting reads. ;)
This was a really good article. I have to say, I prefer your memory-based writing to top ten lists or reviews. Really fun stuff.
I'm also REALLY jealous of the things your school did for Halloween. Though my school did a good job of bringing out the spirit of the season, they never went to those lengths. Sounds sooooo awesome.
Rick Ace Rhodes Posted on Oct 12, 2015 at 07:00 PM
Cool article man. I myself didn't have that many Halloween memories that were good. Mine were often more miserable.
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