"It was a dark, chilly night when there was a sinister rap on my door" (sounds like the first line to an old Mickey Spillane novel doesn't it?)
No, it's just Halloween and the Trick Or Treaters are out pounding the streets. All of them are polite, but in a hurry to see just how much sugar laced goodies they could possibly accumulate in one evening. It's almost as if they will never see any more candy after tonight.
Deborah is working tonight, so it is just the "fat-boy" passing out the goodies and trying not to eat them all before the evening is through.
No, it's just Halloween and the Trick Or Treaters are out pounding the streets. All of them are polite, but in a hurry to see just how much sugar laced goodies they could possibly accumulate in one evening. It's almost as if they will never see any more candy after tonight.
Deborah is working tonight, so it is just the "fat-boy" passing out the goodies and trying not to eat them all before the evening is through.
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