Happy Halloween!
So yes, trick or treating was a treat. This year the group looked like this:
Max was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle for the 3 halloween parties he went to, and then decided at 3pm that he was tired of being that, so at 4pm when we started trick-or-treating he was a Bat, using his very cute costume from last year. His choice.
Maggie was a lovely clown, with an awesome multi-colored curly wig, a bow-tie 18 inches across, and big red ‘honks when you squeeze it’ nose.
Jeanne was also a clown, with an awesome jester hat, and a nice big red-foam nose.
I was a pimp. Yes, a pimp. I went with the politically correct choice this year, and looked very, very hot doing it.
More candy than should ever be eaten was gathered.
It will now sit in 2 giant bowls on the counter for a while, until enough is eaten that it will fit into one giant bowl, and be tucked into the cupboard.
When Easter gets here, we will throw what’s left away, and re-fill the bowl with the Easter candy.
Does this process strike anyone else as slightly stupid?
Nevertheless,
A) I bet lots of houses have the same process,
2) It’s nice to have 37 lbs of candy on hand, in case company comes over, and
III) I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Tony Caselli 
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1. I take the extra candy into work
II. Screw eating it and blowing any kind of dieting I’ve achieved over the last year
C. A PIMP?
Actually, I buy more candy for looks than I do anything else. The son isn’t fond of candy, and I buy what I don’t LIKE. That’s the rule of thumb.
My teeth hurt too. I think we had maybe MAYBE three trick-or-treaters. No teenagers this year. Son dressed up for nadda. Oh well, I had fun putting mouse in his hair.
Ah dieting. I looked in the mirror this weekend, after finishing a 55-gallon sized Starbucks Mocha, and said “Holy Wha! When did Dad’s belly move in with us?” Then decided I was cutting back on my Starbucks Mochas, and my late-night eating after rehearsals. Then today came and I ate 94 Reeses Peanut Butter Cups.
*pats tummy lovingly, comforting it and cooing gently “who’s a good tummy? Who’s a good tummy?!*
And yes, a pimp. I was lacking any…employees, of course…but my big fuzzy hat and gold tipped, leopard-print walking stick made up for my lack of who………wholesome employees.
*eye twitching*
I just imagined you rubbing your tummy and cooing gently…
The pain…tears…lauging
Now, how many packages have consists of 94 pb cups?
two words..
“Got Milk”?
Good tummy
LMAO…”when did Dad’s belly move in with us?”. I’ve always believed comedian Lewis Grizzard’s theory on weight loss/gain. Whenever someone loses weight, someone else has to find it. So if your neighbor goes on a diet, look out, you could wake up with an extra 10 pounds one morning. HAHAHAHAHAHA
And the visual of you patting your tummy lovingly is too much.
Re: Good tummy
Well, apparently a COUPLE of my neighbors went on diets, then…*pat pat pat*
Yummy in the tummy
You still don’t finish the candy by Easter?!? What? And you didn’t eat cupcakes until you had confirmation that you could? What has the world come to, Mr. C? Oh the inhumanity!
Annie
Re: Yummy in the tummy
Theres like 37 POUNDS of candy! It’s bigger than your office, the candy pile! This morning Maggie waded in to find a Twizzler and we thought we’d lost her! If we ate it all before Easter we’d go into full blown sugar coma’s and you’d all have to take turns coming in to change our sheets.
Re: Yummy in the tummy
I’ll just put you all in diapers and you can do what you will. Anyways, you’d just be pooping sugar. How bad can it be?
A
Re: Yummy in the tummy
We’re ending this line of discussion right now.
Were you guys trick-or-treating anywheres around the CCA at that time? I thought I saw something similar to your attire, but I could have been wong as it’s only a glimpse.
And hey wait….Weren’t you a pimp in Supersucker?
Hey there! We were over on Taylor Street and in the area of the CCA, yep!
And I was a john ‘picking up’ hookers in Super Sucker, so close enough! 🙂
Had A/D Lab rehearsal for my scene that day. No Trick-or-treating for me 😦
I still need to go back and re-watch that movie now that I know everyone in it.
Don’t blink, or you’ll miss me! I’m the short guy, between the two hookers, trying to offer them money. Then, we all go buy vacuum cleaners instead. 🙂
See, I had thought it was you when I first saw it. I said to Dave “HEY! That looks like Tony!” and he says “Huh? How can you see his face, its so small?” I said “How many other short guys do I know?”
Heh.
And hot, good looking, talented short guys, at that! BWAAAAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!! EVIL MANIACAL COMIC-BOOK-VILLAIN LAUGHTER!!!!