Taking sweets from strangers
Grandad October 31st, 2011
I don’t really object to Halloween.
I don’t mind the local kids calling around so long as they don’t mind if I throw rocks at them.
It actually amuses me that for 364 days a year their parents presumably tell ‘em not to accept sweets from strangers and then at Halloween actively encourage ‘em to do exactly the opposite. Elf and Safety should have something to say about that?!
What I do object to is the television leading up to the day. For some reason I cannot fathom, television stations all seem to think that I am some kind of moronic idiot who is obsessed with Halloween. For the last couple of weeks nearly every fucking film has been ‘themed’ and all I get to watch is films about fucking zombies and the like “to get me into the mood for Halloween”. They have gotten me into a mood all right , but not quite the mood I imagine they expected.
And even more amazing is the number of advertisements that are also themed. Herself was watching something last night and there was one advertisement in particular that cropped up at every break. It was an advertisement for some fucking sofa company and all we got to see were some tacky sofa surrounded by cobwebs, pumpkins and witches. Do they really seriously think that I am going to lash off down the road to buy a sofa just because there are cobwebs all around it? Fucking idiots.
The only thing I don’t like on Halloween itself is the bangers. They frighten the shite out of our Sandy, and that is not good. It’s strange that gunfire doesn’t bother her at all, but fireworks reduce her to a quivering mess.
I think we’ll be OK this Halloween though.
It is pissing down outside.
Fireworks ain’t much good if they are sopping wet.
Heh!
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