I’ve got a hot sauce that takes some of these and a bushel or two of scotch bonnets. They go in the food processor and then I go outside while it’s running. (These were home grown.)
Since I’m left handed, I give all the kids left handed scissors, pat them on the head and say, “now run along, kids”
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and what about the poor soldier stationed overseas crying because he’s allergic to peanuts and can’t eat anything you send him? what then?
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Listen here banana boy! (I can do any more cuz now I’m just giggling…)
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Give kids caffeinated gum instead.
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Weapons-grade evil.
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I tried smoking habaneros, but they gave me a mean cough.
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I grew up with an allergic kid, and his parents always did a candy trade. 1 piece of stuff he couldn’t eat for one prepurchased by his parents piece of one of his favorite candies. It’d be like being able to trade all your crappy candy for something delicious, like say… Necco Wafers! (pink/wintergreen is the best!).
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+1 for crafty driving trollies.
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I’d say fill up his bag with circus peanuts, but the parent is the asshole.
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You miss my meaning entirely. It’s not about America’s pseudo-religious judgementalism about ‘healthy’ vs. ‘unhealthy’ foods.
Giving kids carrots and raisins for Halloween is worse than giving them underwear for Christmas. Sheesh.
Halloween treats are SUPPOSED TO BE unhealthy.
My point was that If you’re making a list of stuff that some kids might be allergic to or otherwise forbidden, that should certainly include ‘artificial colors’ and ‘artificial flavors’, every bit as much as ‘gluten’ and ‘dairy.’
And what about the diabetic kids?
But she’s not thinking about anyone else’s kid. Only her own.
Which is what’s so repellent about this in the first place.
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My aunt and uncle gave me soap-on-a-rope. Another Christmas, they gave me an empty piggy bank.
Man, I’d have been happy with a book.
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My favorite used to be the American version that was made in England (or was it Canadia?)… They used sugar instead of dextrose.
Y’all are a bunch of cheapskates!
I’m handing out artisinal items that are valued at ~$123 each.
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Heh. (-:
I went to a school carnival once that had a pop-the-balloon darts game. I was maybe about 5 or 6. .
I was terrible. Couldn’t even hit the backstop.
So instead of one of the Chinese finger puzzles or stuffed toys that the winners got, I got to pick from a box full of random donated castoff ‘consolation prizes’ - looked like the remnants of someone’s yard sale.
But there in the box was… a BOOK! A battered paperback copy of Frederik Pohl’s “Voyage of the Space Beagle.” I seized it joyously. A book - any book - was WAY better than some ol’ stuffed animal, in my estimation.
Now, even at that tender young age, I was a devoted rockets ‘n’ astronauts ‘n’ space fan, but I had NO IDEA that people wrote fiction about a future filled with spaceships.
It was one of the happiest discoveries of my life.
Way better than a stuffed rabbit.
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Just the thing for when those little prosthetic-forehead wearing tykes come to your door…
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Of course that’s going to end up pre-picked over, with only smarties, maryjanes, and off-brand bubble-gum left.
another cool prank is replacing soap bars with the caffeinated variant.
Or to be really cruel, nicotine gum.
