By popular demand, I'm gonna trot this old pony into the ring and see if it still knows any tricks ... No promises, but I'll entertain the idea of resurrecting the daily Stupid Question of the Day and myself in the process.
I don't know that I have an actual article to wrap around a Stupid Question today. For the first time in a long time, let's do some Hangover Math: Beer(Granola Bar + 4 Crackers) + Suddenly Shitfaced = Rookie Mistake.
Let's just hit up a question.
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As a kid, what was the one kind of candy you hated to see in your Trick-or-Treat haul?
And, GO!
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Circus peanuts. Does anyone like those?
almond joy or mounds. no matter how much you feel like a nut or how much you don't, being allergic to coconut makes that candy suck.
candy corn
If circus peanuts are super fresh, then I love them -- or I did, when I was a kid. I suspect now, they'd be like sickeningly sweet styrofoam.
And I've always hated coconut candies -- gross! There's just something about the texture of it that makes me think of, like... I don't know exactly what, but that's a BAD texture experience for me. I only want coconut in Pina Coladas.
Candy corn has ALWAYS immediately made my teeth ache.
Heya, god! How's things?
Oh, and all apologies for the earlier comments that had to be moderated. I've fixed that now -- it can all fly.
those ugly orange and blacked wrapped candy things
Candy corn. I've always hated that shit! And when everybody else was giving out candy bars and even apples and stuff, how cheap-ass is it to hand some little kid one of those mini-baggies (although in my day it was a little square of Saran Wrap tied together at the top with ribbon) that carries maybe 5 candy corns. Feh!
argggggghhhhhhh! I had to fight to get in here. I could not remember how to get into wordpress.
Chunky. All the wonderful chocolate you could ask for, but ruined with a bunch of lurking raisins.
Uh... Gremsie? This is blogger. I can't remember how to get into Wordpress either; that's how I know this one is Blogger.
Honestly, I never liked seeing the Sugar Babies or the Sugar Daddies in my stash. If they're even slightly stale, they're hell on your teeth, even as a kid.
No contest: those amorphous Braches blocks of white crap with the unidentifiable multi-colored pieces floating around inside. They were the pickleloaf of my Halloween and the very thought makes my skin crawl...
#2 Ninja Kitteh
Those forever stale and grainy peanut butter jobbies that always came in black or orange twist wraps!
I'm so with Durango, I don't know who the hell Durango is but I'm with this person.
I forgot that this is the SQOTD. So I'd also like to say, FUCKING A BABY!!
i had the mom that wouldn't let you eat most of what you got on halloween, but we were definitely allowed to keep the boxes of raisins, so i'm sure there were a lot more candies that we got that i don't remember because mom threw them out.
Heya, god! How's things?
I'm walking around. That beats the alternatives.
It's a warm windy Halloween with clouds scudding across a big moon. The power went out in the houses for about an hour. It was cosmic.
But a pain in the butt if you wanted to read or watch TV (or post this comment.)
It was a pretty decent Halloween, as far as urchins on my doorstep go. I handed one super-hero clad kid a comic book and he thinks I'm some sort of goddess now.
If it keeps him and his hoodlum friends from setting up a shanty town under my deck, it will have been well worth outing myself.
Oh, it occurs to me that I should probably explain the SQOTD rules... I'll do it tomorrow. Off to bed with me.
Happy Hallowe'en, you lucky ducks!
Well, of course, I didn't get to trick or treat as a kid. So I do it now, vicariously, and I must say I'm highly unimpressed by Tootsie Rolls. They seem like such a waste of good high fructose corn syrup.
Wow. I think I'd have to go with the stupid ass popcorn balls that were homemade and wrapped in plastic...yeah I know, I come from a different era...but we were never allowed to keep the homemade stuff...and I hate any kind of sticky-ass popcorn anyway (including cracker jacks)...Runner up would be the health freak that dropped in an apple. We had apple trees in our friggen yard!
Pastel Jelly beans left over from Easter (this is what my Bad Grandma gave for Halloween).
Chunky bars
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