The doorbell rang, and when I opened the front door I was confronted by a 8 year old kid wearing vampire teeth, a black cape, and a viking helmet with horns. He was holding a plastic axe.
"Trick or treat!" he said.
I blinked at him. "What?"
"Trick or treat."
"What's that mean?"
"umm... You give me lollies."
"Why?"
"Cos it's hallowe'en!"
I blinked at him again. "Riiight. Sorry, I don't have any lollies. I have bananas if you like them."
"Ugh. No thanks!"
"Garlic saussage? Liverwurst?"
"EW!"
"Sorry mate. That's all I have."
"Okay!" and off skipped the world's only vampire viking.
Since when have we done Hallowe'en here?
"Trick or treat!" he said.
I blinked at him. "What?"
"Trick or treat."
"What's that mean?"
"umm... You give me lollies."
"Why?"
"Cos it's hallowe'en!"
I blinked at him again. "Riiight. Sorry, I don't have any lollies. I have bananas if you like them."
"Ugh. No thanks!"
"Garlic saussage? Liverwurst?"
"EW!"
"Sorry mate. That's all I have."
"Okay!" and off skipped the world's only vampire viking.
Since when have we done Hallowe'en here?
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Date: 31 Oct 2007 12:45 (UTC)You offered *garlic* sausage to a viking vampireXD!
Another grinning Yish moment!
I live in a locked, intercommed apartment building. We have little bitty toddlers around, but parents seem to take their kids to the residential blocks with normal houses in my neighborhood. Thus I am spared being buzzed.