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Okay. There is this neighborhood that came up with an interesting idea for Halloween this year. They decided that because the older kids were faster than the younger ones and could get to more houses and collect more candy, it wouldn't be fair to the younger kids. So they had ALL the kids meet at the neighborhood clubhouse after trick-or-treating. They then proceeded to pile all the collected candy into one big stash and redistribute it evenly to ALL the kids, making sure that everyone got a fair share.

 

Is this a good idea?

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Okay. There is this neighborhood that came up with an interesting idea for Halloween this year. They decided that because the older kids were faster than the younger ones and could get to more houses and collect more candy, it wouldn't be fair to the younger kids. So they had ALL the kids meet at the neighborhood clubhouse after trick-or-treating. They then proceeded to pile all the collected candy into one big stash and redistribute it evenly to ALL the kids, making sure that everyone got a fair share.

 

Is this a good idea?

 

 

:D:wacko::D:D:D:D:D

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Is this a cleverly disguised metaphor?

 

I heard another story where the houses decided to only give candy to the fastest older kids, assuming that they would have so much candy that they'd share their bounty with the younger kids. Unfortunately they didn't.

 

So all the younger kids egged the crap out of those houses in the election of 2008.

 

Whoops. I slipped from my metaphor.

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wait, i got one........

 

then the houses were forced to give the young stoopid kids candy in hopes that they would pay for it later. then they didnt cause they are lazy and dont want to work. so the candy market is now in a freefall. and its the bigger kids fault somehow.

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Is this a cleverly disguised metaphor?

 

I heard another story where the houses decided to only give candy to the fastest older kids, assuming that they would have so much candy that they'd share their bounty with the younger kids. Unfortunately they didn't.

 

So all the younger kids egged the crap out of those houses in the election of 2008.

 

Whoops. I slipped from my metaphor.

 

:wacko:

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Is this a cleverly disguised metaphor?

 

I heard another story where the houses decided to only give candy to the fastest older kids, assuming that they would have so much candy that they'd share their bounty with the younger kids. Unfortunately they didn't.

 

So all the younger kids egged the crap out of those houses in the election of 2008.

 

Whoops. I slipped from my metaphor.

:wacko:

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Is this a cleverly disguised metaphor?

 

I heard another story where the houses decided to only give candy to the fastest older kids, assuming that they would have so much candy that they'd share their bounty with the younger kids. Unfortunately they didn't.

 

So all the younger kids egged the crap out of those houses in the election of 2008.

 

Whoops. I slipped from my metaphor.

Yes, I did hear of this one. This is the one where the younger kids just stopped even going to houses because they figured why even try when some authoritative power parents would do the work for them and take it from the older, faster kids.

 

And of course, when it didn't happen and they didn't get the candy for doing nothing, they acted out like spoiled brats and vandalized.

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Yes, I did hear of this one. This is the one where the younger kids just stopped even going to houses because they figured why even try when some authoritative power parents would do the work for them and take it from the older, faster kids.

 

And of course, when it didn't happen and they didn't get the candy for doing nothing, they acted out like spoiled brats and vandalized.

Yep, I heard that as well. Only, when someone actually bothered to look into it, they realized that in a neighborhood of about 100 kids, only about 5 or so actually didn't bother to go to the houses and all they were getting was crappy kandy korn anyway. None the less, by the way they carried on, you'd have thought it was something like half the kids were sitting on their asses and ending up with more candy than the older ones.

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Yes, I did hear of this one. This is the one where the younger kids just stopped even going to houses because they figured why even try when some authoritative power parents would do the work for them and take it from the older, faster kids.

 

And of course, when it didn't happen and they didn't get the candy for doing nothing, they acted out like spoiled brats and vandalized.

 

Your metaphor is poorly crafted and lacks punch.

 

If anyone is being a spoiled brat right now, it's the guys with their power being taken away right now.

Have to agree here, Socialism! Muslim! Untested! Terrorist! Baby killer! WAaaaaaaaaahhhh give me back my candy!!!!!

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Your metaphor is poorly crafted and lacks punch.

 

If anyone is being a spoiled brat right now, it's the guys with their power being taken away right now.

Have to agree here, Socialism! Muslim! Untested! Terrorist! Baby killer! WAaaaaaaaaahhhh give me back my candy!!!!!

 

:D:wacko: Fine form, fine form. :D

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I heard that there was this neighborhood where a Community Organizer came in and killed all of the kids that weren't dressed up as a tree-hugging, vegan, hippie, pinko, commie, liberal, socialist, marxist, leftist, atheist, muslim, redistributionist. Needless to say, all of the children died. But the kids were obviously redneck racists, and there was a lot of left over candy, so not everyone was sad.

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I heard that there was this neighborhood where a Community Organizer came in and killed all of the kids that weren't dressed up as a tree-hugging, vegan, hippie, pinko, commie, liberal, socialist, marxist, leftist, atheist, muslim, redistributionist. Needless to say, all of the children died. But the kids were obviously redneck racists, and there was a lot of left over candy, so not everyone was sad.

Don't tease me. Where is this nirvana you speak of?

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I heard that there was this neighborhood where a Community Organizer came in and killed all of the kids that weren't dressed up as a tree-hugging, vegan, hippie, pinko, commie, liberal, socialist, marxist, leftist, atheist, muslim, redistributionist. Needless to say, all of the children died. But the kids were obviously redneck racists, and there was a lot of left over candy, so not everyone was sad.

 

Listen, children, to a story

That was written long ago

'Bout a kingdom on a mountain

And the valley folk below

On the mountain was a treasure

Buried deep beneath a stone

And the valley people swore

They'd have it for their very own

 

Go ahead and hate your neighbor

Go ahead and cheat a friend

Do it in the name of Heaven

You can justify it in the end

There won't be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgment day

On the bloody morning after who...

One tin soldier rides away

 

So, the people of the valley

Sent a message up the hill

Asking for the buried treasure,

Tons of gold for which they'd kill

Came an answer from the kingdom,

"With our brothers, we will share

All the secrets of our mountain,

All the riches buried there"

 

Now, the valley cried with anger,

"Mount your horses, draw your sword!"

And they killed the mountain people

So, they won their just reward

Now, they stood beside the treasure

On the mountain dark and red

Turn the stone and looks beneath it...

"Peace on Earth" was all it said

 

Go ahead and hate your neighbor

Go ahead and cheat a friend

Do it in the name of Heaven

You can justify it in the end

There won't be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgment day

On the bloody morning after who...

One tin soldier rides away

 

Go ahead and hate your neighbor

Go ahead and cheat a friend

Do it in the name of Heaven

You can justify it in the end

There won't be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgment day

On the bloody morning after who...

One tin soldier rides away

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Then some of the kids decided to pick a poorly spoken bald one from among the group named Joe to speak on their behalf and explain why spreading the candy around was such a bad idea. So Joe starts going on and on about how dividing up the candy is socialism and basically welfare. Then it is discovered that Joe himself once actually got candy for free from the other kids when he and his parents were down on their luck. Only now he's pissed because he may someday have to help out others. So, it seems Joe is pretty much a dork, but he got a record deal so I suppose that's cool.

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This captures the hysteria much better:

 

 

I am Governor Jerry Brown

My aura smiles

And never frowns

Soon I will be president

 

Carter power will soon go away

I will be Fuhrer one day

I will command all of you

Your kids will meditate in school

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

Zen fascists will control you

100% natural

You will jog for the master race

And always wear the happy face

 

Close your eyes, can't happen here

Big Bro' on white horse is near

The hippies won't come back you say

Mellow out or you will pay!

Mellow out or you will pay!!

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

Now it is 1984

Knock knock at your front door

It's the suede/denim secret police

They have come for your uncool neice

 

Come quitely to the camp

You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp

Don't you worry, it's only a shower

For your clothes here's a pretty flower

 

Die on organic poison gas

Serpent's egg's already hatched

You will crack, you little clown

When you mess with President Brown

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

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This captures the hysteria much better:

 

 

I am Governor Jerry Brown

My aura smiles

And never frowns

Soon I will be president

 

Carter power will soon go away

I will be Fuhrer one day

I will command all of you

Your kids will meditate in school

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

Zen fascists will control you

100% natural

You will jog for the master race

And always wear the happy face

 

Close your eyes, can't happen here

Big Bro' on white horse is near

The hippies won't come back you say

Mellow out or you will pay!

Mellow out or you will pay!!

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

Now it is 1984

Knock knock at your front door

It's the suede/denim secret police

They have come for your uncool neice

 

Come quitely to the camp

You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp

Don't you worry, it's only a shower

For your clothes here's a pretty flower

 

Die on organic poison gas

Serpent's egg's already hatched

You will crack, you little clown

When you mess with President Brown

 

California Uber Alles

Uber Alles California

 

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California Uber Alles

 

Come gather 'round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone.

If your time to you

Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin'

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin'.

 

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won't come again

And don't speak too soon

For the wheel's still in spin

And there's no tellin' who

That it's namin'.

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin'.

 

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don't stand in the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There's a battle outside

And it is ragin'.

It'll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin'.

 

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don't criticize

What you can't understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is

Rapidly agin'.

Please get out of the new one

If you can't lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin'.

 

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is

Rapidly fadin'.

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changin'.

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Listen, children, to a story

That was written long ago

'Bout a kingdom on a mountain

And the valley folk below

On the mountain was a treasure

Buried deep beneath a stone

And the valley people swore

They'd have it for their very own

 

Go ahead and hate your neighbor

Go ahead and cheat a friend

Do it in the name of Heaven

You can justify it in the end

There won't be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgment day

On the bloody morning after who...

One tin soldier rides away

 

So, the people of the valley

Sent a message up the hill

Asking for the buried treasure,

Tons of gold for which they'd kill

Came an answer from the kingdom,

"With our brothers, we will share

All the secrets of our mountain,

All the riches buried there"

 

Now, the valley cried with anger,

"Mount your horses, draw your sword!"

And they killed the mountain people

So, they won their just reward

Now, they stood beside the treasure

On the mountain dark and red

Turn the stone and looks beneath it...

"Peace on Earth" was all it said

 

Go ahead and hate your neighbor

Go ahead and cheat a friend

Do it in the name of Heaven

You can justify it in the end

There won't be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgment day

On the bloody morning after who...

One tin soldier rides away

 

Go ahead and hate your neighbor

Go ahead and cheat a friend

Do it in the name of Heaven

You can justify it in the end

There won't be any trumpets blowing

Come the judgment day

On the bloody morning after who...

One tin soldier rides away

 

Love this tune :wacko:

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"It's the moon man, it's like... deserted. Ain't nothing up there. It's like f%&*ing Kansas!"

 

"People, we have a chance to make change.

Okay, if we can put a man on the moon,

We can put a man with Aids on the moon.

And then someday,

We can put everyone with Aids on the moon."

 

Sarah Silverman

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