I don’t either. Our neighborhood is pretty dark too; not a porch light to be seen.
That’s just the losers who don’t want to hand out candy.
I’m getting to that mind set also. Cripes, our neighborhood is decorated up so much, kinda reminds me of Christmas time. What a waste of money for a non-signifigant holiday.
The old man speaks (well only this side of 65) ….
Halloween? That was MAJOR fishing night. Caught me more strumpets that night, than I’d actually care to bragg.
I remember when I was all of nineteen, at a teen disco (20 and under. Strictly enforced). The “Sugar Shack.”
I don’t either. Our neighborhood is pretty dark too; not a porch light to be seen.
That’s just the losers who don’t want to hand out candy.
I’m getting to that mind set also. Cripes, our neighborhood is decorated up so much, kinda reminds me of Christmas time. What a waste of money for a non-signifigant holiday.
The old man speaks (well only this side of 65) ….
Halloween? That was MAJOR fishing night. Caught me more strumpets that night, than I’d actually care to bragg.
I remember when I was all of nineteen, at a teen disco (20 and under. Strictly enforced). The “Sugar Shack.”
She was dressed as the Devil’s Girlfriend!
Ah youth ….