Run! See for yourselves: the last grand trick-or-treat!
It's Halloween again! Time for the annual viewings of Nightmare Before Christmas, Rocky Horror Picture Show aaaaand:
And the weirdest thing to come out of Whoville (don't believe me? Just watch the third part). Otherwise known as Halloween is Grinch Night: 1 | 2 | 3
For those who celebrate/celebrated, what's your favorite (or least favorite hurr hurr) memory of Halloween? (Or if you celebrate something different what's your favorite memory of that?) My favorite is probably all of my aunt's parties - she used to do this huge get-together for all of my dad's side of the family, and she'd have the goofiest "clipboard games" - crosswords and word searches and the like - for us to solve. She also had the creepiest decorations, including a foot-tall or so moving skeleton in a black cape that used to sit at the top of her stairs. I never used her upstairs bathroom if I could help it, because I was terrified of that thing. And the best thing about all of this is that nowadays, when she has her party, she's decided to "tone it down" a bit for the younger cousins and her grandkids, so they don't get scared. Wat.
And my least favorite? The Halloween I was about nine or ten, I went trick-or-treating with just my dad. A neighbor a few courts over had set up a "haunted house" in their front yard complete with a cardboard coffin that someone would spring up out of to scare the trick-or-treaters. Yeah, I ended up running, screaming fit to burst eardrums, because my dad said it was fine to go near the large box. Thanks, Dad. 8|
Click to viewAnd the weirdest thing to come out of Whoville (don't believe me? Just watch the third part). Otherwise known as Halloween is Grinch Night: 1 | 2 | 3
For those who celebrate/celebrated, what's your favorite (or least favorite hurr hurr) memory of Halloween? (Or if you celebrate something different what's your favorite memory of that?) My favorite is probably all of my aunt's parties - she used to do this huge get-together for all of my dad's side of the family, and she'd have the goofiest "clipboard games" - crosswords and word searches and the like - for us to solve. She also had the creepiest decorations, including a foot-tall or so moving skeleton in a black cape that used to sit at the top of her stairs. I never used her upstairs bathroom if I could help it, because I was terrified of that thing. And the best thing about all of this is that nowadays, when she has her party, she's decided to "tone it down" a bit for the younger cousins and her grandkids, so they don't get scared. Wat.
And my least favorite? The Halloween I was about nine or ten, I went trick-or-treating with just my dad. A neighbor a few courts over had set up a "haunted house" in their front yard complete with a cardboard coffin that someone would spring up out of to scare the trick-or-treaters. Yeah, I ended up running, screaming fit to burst eardrums, because my dad said it was fine to go near the large box. Thanks, Dad. 8|