When I was a kid, a woman living on our street gave out plastic bags of Chex Mix on Halloween. Even though we knew it would be Chex Mix, we stopped at the house every year for the same reason some people slow down when driving after a car accident.
Bearing witness to the horror is sometimes unavoidable.
I did a lot of egging of houses and people in my childhood, but surprisingly, I never egged that lady’s house. Perhaps even back then, I was judging people’s actions based on intent rather than results.
However, if she had given us chocolate covered Brussel sprout, which Mark Sparrow will be giving out this Halloween, I might have burned her house down.
But toffee-covered onions?
Hilarious.
