100 Words: Better Plan All Year
When I was a kid, Halloween was the Big Score. Bigger even than Christmas, really. Out all night, come back with a bag of hard-earned loot. Good honest ransack.
But then I grew. “Aren’t you a little old for trick-or-treat?” I didn’t want to admit it, but it was true. Too old. I had to stop, but every year I missed the game something fierce. What to do?
So that’s why I have nine kids now. A good crew. Out all night. Big bags of loot, every one. Kick your share up, little ones. Papa needs to dip his beak.
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For consider: "Why don't you take your social regulations, shove 'em up your ass?"
But then I grew. “Aren’t you a little old for trick-or-treat?” I didn’t want to admit it, but it was true. Too old. I had to stop, but every year I missed the game something fierce. What to do?
So that’s why I have nine kids now. A good crew. Out all night. Big bags of loot, every one. Kick your share up, little ones. Papa needs to dip his beak.
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For consider: "Why don't you take your social regulations, shove 'em up your ass?"