Halloween Candy

When I was kid, I made out like a bandit. Everytime I went trick-or-treating, I had one of those pumpkin buckets and when it was full, the night was over. Every year I lobbied for a larger pumpkin bucket than the one I had, but Mom, unlike Congress, was impervious to special interests.

Halloween night, I could gorge myself on candy, watching monster movies on tv, but then Mom would confiscate the remaining candy and dole it out piecemeal. I had to be good and shit. Take the garbage out. Not punch my sister.

That candy lasted till Spring most years (no worries; candy is full of preservatives). If my sister happened to be a real bitch, tho, we’re talking July, even August. LOL.