Halloween

[Bammer]

No thread for this yet?

Pathetic.

[Simple Torture]

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Halloween sometimes makes me sad I don't have, will never have, a family. Then I think of how'd I'd die of a panic attack and how i'm probably better off.

Also, candy tastes good.

[96583UP]

i wanna fart on your cock

[lennytheweedwhacker]

i wanna fart on your cock

Why?

[dad]

i wanna fart on your cock

Why?

is that a trick or a treat?

[tree_]

good morning

[lennytheweedwhacker]

i wanna fart on your cock

Why?

is that a trick or a treat?

It’s obscene is what it is.

[doug rr]

we had 2 trick or treaters last night...i gave them a ton of candy

[lennytheweedwhacker]

we had 2 trick or treaters last night...i gave them a ton of candy

You should pass out the remaining candy at the golf course.

[dad]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

Did anybody pass out instant oatmeal packets?

[Monkey_Driven]

My 1 year old wasn't a fan of the stroller, being held, or generally anything that prevented him from running in the street. My 5 year old had the time of his life, giggling at every spooky thing and costume he saw. "Can you believe we can get all this candy for free? What a day!"

[tree_]

my 4 year old was Mario!

he was also over the moon about the candy. He still is. It's a challenge limiting his daily consumption. But it is the job of parents sometimes.

[dad]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

Did anybody pass out instant oatmeal packets?

wtf.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

Did anybody pass out instant oatmeal packets?

wtf.

Deal with it.

[dad]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

Did anybody pass out instant oatmeal packets?

wtf.

Deal with it.

deal with this...

*points at bowl of oatmeal*

[lennytheweedwhacker]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

Did anybody pass out instant oatmeal packets?

wtf.

Deal with it.

deal with this...

*points at bowl of oatmeal*

Gladly!

[dad]

we let our 10 and 11yo kids invite two friends each, making it a total of 9 kids. we walked our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours. everyone had a great time, and the kids got a serious haul.

Did anybody pass out instant oatmeal packets?

wtf.

Deal with it.

deal with this...

*points at bowl of oatmeal*

Gladly!

it's atop my groin.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.