What the crappy treats you give out on Halloween say about you
At first, handing out lame treats on Halloween seems like a victimless crime. Kids are already getting bags of candy as it is, so what's the harm with one fewer awesome treat.
Part of the harm is that they're not the victim, really--you are. You, your house, your cars, your trees, your pets. But mostly, your reputation. What you dole out speaks for you, for better or worse, so here's what some legendarily crappy Halloween treats are screaming for you, at the top of their lame-ass lungs.
Apples or Raisins: "I'm on a diet, okay? I haven't so much as seen refined sugar in twenty-three days and nine hours. Now you and your childhood metabolism can get the hell off my porch."
Anything Homemade : "Here's a Ziploc full of my wishes to live in 1947." Alternately: "These might make you feel a little sleepy while you're walking down the street, and you might notice me pulling up beside you in my station wagon and steering you into the backseat. And you might wake up in my basement. Don't worry about all that though, they're delicious."
Candy Corn: "These quaint confections not only hearken back to a time when agrarian culture was central to the American way of life, they were also a buck a bag at Wal-Mart."