Comments on: F@%k It Friday: Halloween Memories

By: Lynn

Lynn — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 12:26:39 +0000

When I was 12, my Mom said I was too old to trick or treat and she refused to buy me a costume. She said if I could come up with my own costume I could go. I wore my costume from the Christmas play (I was a Christmas tree) and I got so much more candy that year than I ever did before. People smiled, people laughed, and they all gave me big handfulls of candy. Good thing I had taken a pillowcase to carry my candy in, as I could barely drag the thing home it was so full.

By: MattyMat

MattyMat — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 20:24:50 +0000

What’s the title?

“MattyMat: Wunderkind or Sociopathic Horses Patootie?”

“A study of the brains neuro-impulses having adverse effect, due to fast women, drugs, and high risk enterprises.”

I like it— I like it alot!

By: Laurie

Laurie — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 19:45:37 +0000

@HRHooligan If the nuns don’t scare you, the stations of the cross @ easter time always freaked me out. Ugh!

@Mattymatt I’m writing my PhD on you right now!

By: MattyMat

MattyMat — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 19:09:11 +0000

@Laurie You know what’s funny— you could be on to something there. I felt– at that exact moment— who gives a sh*t what other people think– I’m gonna do whatever the hell I want– and f*ck you if you don’t like it!! ((I’ve managed to stay out of prison though— heard some bad things go on in there– Yeesh—))

And I rarely get embarrassed either— hmmmm…. any more psychoanalysis you’ve pegged down?? no, wait… maybe I don’t want to hear anymore. lol

By: HR Hooligan

HR Hooligan — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:43:22 +0000

I went to a Catholic school and my first communion was actually the day after Halloween. The nuns scared the students half to death by telling us that we should give up trick or treating that year as a sacrifice for our first communion. I was totally devastated because I had this wonderful mask that looked like a Vampirella type character. I also was highly impressionable and thought something horrible was going to happen to me if I did go trick or treating that night. My aunt, who was babysitting and was supposed to be the one to take me trick or treating (and who was also in a Catholic High School at the time) told me how bogus the nuns were and that I should just go trick or treating. She finally convinced me to go to a few house but the wimp I was got too scared and had too much Catholic guilt that I retreated home crying. People don’t realize how impressionable kids are at that age.

By: Laurie

Laurie — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 16:01:02 +0000

@HRU I can relate to the weird fall weather screwing up many costume. Stupid CHicago.

@HRPuter Oh, that’s awesome — & lame.

@David Stay classy.

@Sue Ha & very tawdry.

@Thbull It’s good that this happened when you were younger — a youthful indiscretion.

@InkedHR I hope this Toto survives Halloween!

@Glen My husband was a Qtip in college. In retrospect, maybe he was a tampon. The pictures are deceiving.

@MattyMat This may explain your predilicition for fast women, drugs, and high risk enterprises — right??? Yes, I’m now psychoanalyzing everything to find the roots of your awesome moral decay.

@Dan You were a Sk8erboi/seeyal8rboi. Stupid Avril song will bein my head all day long.

@Suz Oh crap! Snow??

@Stacey I might vomit. This licorice craziness must stop. I am taking a stand.

@Ginger OMG, that is a geeky costume if I ever heard of one. LOVE IT. I’m going to make it my goal to ride an elevator in NC ASAP.

@Jennifer Oh, I see, this explains a lot. Would you like me to call in your prescription for Prozac to Walgreens or CVS?! (For the record, I was doused with a can of shaving cream in 1986 and my ex-stepfather encouraged the boys. I’ll call in my prozac prescription, too.)

@Barney I fall asleep every night listening to the BBC World. Depressing — and more depressing that I’ll now be thinking of your Halloween story!

@Tim No school but no candy. Sounds fun-neutral.

@UT The pregnant costume? OMG, I’ve never stopped being mistaken for being pregnant since that costume. Now I have to say, “No, I’m just full. Big dinner.”

By: UTDiva

UTDiva — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:55:56 +0000

This is so funny….My friends and I actually did the exact same thing when we were about 14!! At the last minute we decided to trick or treat, and that was the easiest costume to come up with!

By: Tim

Tim — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 00:19:49 +0000

Mine is also the 1991 Halloween Blizzard that Suz described (pretty much if you lived here at the time, you remember it). I was in 7th grade and I didn’t go trick or treating; I don’t remember what I did that night. But I do remember not having school the next day, which was pretty awesome.

By: Barneyh8er

Barneyh8er — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 22:13:57 +0000

In college I went to a H party dressed up as a ski bum. Lame but it worked – Met a gal, went back to her place and we fell asleep on her couch with the radio playing. Now I didn’t sleep too well on a tiny couch fully dressed (yeah, bummer) with the radio playing. So all night I was listening to news updates of the Marine barracks bombing in Lebanon, starting with early reports, building all the way to the several hundred Americans who were killed in the attack. It was surreal.

By: Jennifer McClure

Jennifer McClure — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 20:59:12 +0000

Most vivid Halloween memory? The ONLY time I ever went Trick or Treating. Sort of… We lived way out in the boondocks about a mile off the nearest country road. So no one ever came to our house Trick or Treating – and we didn’t have any neighbor’s houses to go to either. After years of begging, my mom finally agreed to take us and dressed my brother & I up as ghosts. You know the bed sheet with holes cut in them for eyes… Innovative – yes? And off we went down the dirt road to go find some houses to Trick. After a few minutes, someone splattered my mom’s 1972 blue Plymouth Fury (the Queen Mary of all vehicles). She promptly turned around and took us back home. I don’t think I even got any candy… Can you see now where life started to go wrong for me?

When I go back to my parents home to visit now, if we drive past the place where the infamous eggs were thrown, I always remember the trauma of that night. And I turn the lights off and leave my house for 3 hours every Halloween. If I didn’t get any candy growing up, I’m not giving out any either.