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'We're hiding from 10 year olds!'
Oct. 30th, 2006 07:12 pmGuh. I really don't like Halloween. Usually when horrible chavscum children roam the streets after dark they don't bang on the door and demand stuff because one of them's wearing a skeleton mask. There were some doing the rounds when we were coming back from the shops tonight - we'd never seen these kids before, BTW, in fact I don't think there's any kids on our street at all - I've found that H/ween brings out the kids that you've never seen before as they just do a really huge round, not just their direct neighbourhood. So they were banging on the doors of strangers, sans any adult supervision. Mmmm! Why not just go out wearing a sandwich board reading 'Attention Peadophiles! Easy Target Coming Your Way!'
Anyway, they were at the house next door but one, slapping at the windows and peering in, swearing like sailors, of course and so we knew that if we went straight home they'd know we'd be in and not leave us alone (BTW we don't have any sweeties in the house at all since we don't know any kids, and I don't think they'd have been satisfied with a handful of prunes or a tin of tuna). We couldn't be arsed so we walked past and waited for them to go round the corner. We were *hiding* from *children*! Because what else are you supposed to do if you've got nothing for them and they know you're in? When we were kids once some older kids that we'd never seen before came around 'Trick or Treating' and before I had a chance to get them some Opal Fruits they'd sprayed the inside of our hallway with stink spray and it reeked for ages. I hate Trick or Treaters. I wish you were allowed to punch them. Just once, in the face. Or that they had to accept whatever you gave them. I'd happily share my pickled jalapenos with them!
Anyway, they were at the house next door but one, slapping at the windows and peering in, swearing like sailors, of course and so we knew that if we went straight home they'd know we'd be in and not leave us alone (BTW we don't have any sweeties in the house at all since we don't know any kids, and I don't think they'd have been satisfied with a handful of prunes or a tin of tuna). We couldn't be arsed so we walked past and waited for them to go round the corner. We were *hiding* from *children*! Because what else are you supposed to do if you've got nothing for them and they know you're in? When we were kids once some older kids that we'd never seen before came around 'Trick or Treating' and before I had a chance to get them some Opal Fruits they'd sprayed the inside of our hallway with stink spray and it reeked for ages. I hate Trick or Treaters. I wish you were allowed to punch them. Just once, in the face. Or that they had to accept whatever you gave them. I'd happily share my pickled jalapenos with them!
