My candy tradition is to buy a bag of snakes and proceed to eat the whole bag in an hour. Then I sit there all bleh while the snakes slither down my intestines.
When I was little my older sister went to America for a year and she brought back a load of Halloween candy... It was all horrible. Americans aren't good at candy or chocolate in my experience. When I was a teenager I had online friends in the states and we got to the stage of snail mailing each other and I sent this girl chocolate and she sent me vanilla coke.
I love Halloween, but it’s all in how you view it. I think there is a dark focus on it but that can be fun sometimes lol Think it has to do with all saints day or dead souls day etc that follows it.
It's absolutely fun dressing up as someone you are not for a day! I have been waiting for Halloween 2018 since Halloween 2017! yucky candy corn, those peanut butter orange and black candies, caramel apples that crack my teeth out of my head, horrible old Necco wafers, bring it!
I buy a bag of candy corn every year and eat it until I get sick of it, and then I wait until next year. I love candy corn lol
Reminds me---when I was a young kid, my friends and I would write some bullshit on pieces of paper, then we'd split up and start knocking on doors. We'd rush up, act all breathless and let them know we were on a scavenger hunt. " sir, do have a can of creamed corn or some ice cream? "Just an example, but nobody ever caught on and we got us some loot. I now see that that was a crooked thing to do--therefore I will be kneeing myself in the balls on several occasions to teach myself a belated lesson.
And you probably won’t ever again since the Necco wafer factory in Revere Massachusetts, which was the country’s oldest continuously operating candy company, shut down operations back in July.
america seems to have some sort of obsession with 'the dark side', that really begins and ends with what people tell each other to pretend, and that whatever non-physical or god-like beings might happen to exist, or even the physical universe its self, owe absolutely nothing to. i say amercia only because i can't claim any direct personal knowledge about any place else. the autumnal equanox is a time what many cultures save up their honoring those who died during the year. why do horror movies exist? why are there "monsters" in role playing game? some people like to play being scared or scare each other. some, i don't know where they get this idea, seem to feel this is the only legitimate exercize for their imagination. whatever. calling strangeness scarry leads to prejudice. that's maybe just my perspective, but i don't consider that aspect of it a good thing. this idea that we have to have something big and scarry that no one can tell us its not legitimate to make war against. we don't really need that. there is so much better we can do with our imagination, and that doesn't mean repressing it either. some people want to be heros, think it makes them heros, to be bad against bad. that this somehow makes them good. well i don't believe it works that way either. but if people want to harmlessly scare themselves, if they can do that without screwing everything up, well ok, great, that's fine. playing dress up, to be something, even just for a little while, that humans aren't or believe they can't. nothing wrong with that. and you may notice, a lot of costuming isn't even about being scarry or monsterous. and its a chance for poor kinds to get something their parants can't afford to give them all the time. nothing wrong with that either. although come to think of it, junk food is too often the only thing their parents can afford to give them. then there's another thing, it gives those poor parents a chance to be generous to each others kids so yah, there's just a whole bunch of things about it both ways. for me, my belief, strangeness itself is sacred, so on the one paw, i cringe a bit at it being mocked, but i cringe more at this idea, that strangeness should have to be something scarry or dangerous. back in the world of something resembling reality, ten times more harm has its roots in people and things familiar, then in anything unknown.
On Halloween the Great Pumpkin rises from the pumpkin patch and brings toys to all the good little boys and girls.