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It's Dale Peterson's first contribution to TTB, but there will be more.

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I approve.

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The 70s. I miss them. Even with the mix of all the good and the bad.

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This was actually the 60s. :-)

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yup- that bout sums it up- those were the days...

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Great story to end the day. Halloween holds so many great memories. Thanks for sharing.

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There was a time when kids created magical memories. Such fun to look back at something like this story.

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A great story!

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Very good!

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Oct 31·edited Oct 31

Alright then, here it is, my Halloween confession: 1976, same year as this commercial, 48 years ago today, the 3 of us lived in a rented house, the landlord's summer home, we called The Resort (RIP) because it had an open floor plan with 2nd story catwalk, BIG cathedral ceiling fireplace with a roughhewn cypress interior . . . .a great place to throw a party. I wore a homemade Maurice salad. made from a hula hoop, a bicycle tire, wire coat hangers, paper-mache, cabbage leaves, green face paint, ham and chicken with me standing in the middle. The cops came (twice ) a good indicator it was a lively event and a good time was had by all. This commercial might have inspired the costume, I don't recall. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qXPr3BoUyKU Fast forward, now in the early 90s with family. We lived in a house with a former coal storage area under the front porch. Alas I couldn't witness the effects of my angry troll growls and the banging against the wooden porch with a baseball bat from below but could hear the screams from the trick-or-treaters at the front door directly above. Big fun !

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At first I did not realize, that this post would also be about PTSD. Quite a story with mr Kropotnik’s gorilla.

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❤️😂😂❤️😂❤️

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Conditioning children to love monsters, makes it easier for monsters to harvest adrenochrome.

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Halloween has strong memories.

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Whoopi and Camelthing trying to turn a few bucks and can be rented for twenty bucks an hour to stand inside your door and play the parts of wicked witches.

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What a fabulous story! Thank you!!

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Check out my adult Trump supporter Halloween mask - https://philberg.substack.com/p/trick-or-treat :)

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Oct 31·edited Oct 31

I remember my trick-or-treat bag of candy smelling so good!! Maybe a false memory? I don’t think candy smells good anymore?

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My memories are of Halloween kisses which were candy that I hated and apples and oranges which were hated equally. Small town in the early 50's.

A block away was a neighbour who had an outhouse which got tipped over every Halloween. Then one Halloween he moved the outhouse next to the sh-tpit. 2 guys ended up in the pit and I don't remember that it was ever knocked over again.

Before 1960, 2 friends and I had heard of a great Halloween trick which consisted of a paper bag and a scoop to pick up a fresh cowpie (very mushie), put it on the mayor's porch, light the paper bag, ring the doorbell and run to a safe spot where we could watch. Of course when the mayor saw the bag burning, he stomped the fire out while wearing slippers. I think he must have heard us snicker because he threatened us, but we didn't care because we knew we could outrun the overweight mayor.

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