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Well I'm just north of Detroit, which of course made Devil's Night rather notorious. Luckily these days it's known as Angel's Night, and there are hardly any fires being set. :eusa_clap
Samsa said:Well I'm just north of Detroit, which of course made Devil's Night rather notorious. Luckily these days it's known as Angel's Night, and there are hardly any fires being set. :eusa_clap
flat-top said:There were some creative kids in my old neighborhood back in the 70's;
they would make a pinholes in eggs, blow out the yolks and fill them with NAIR! They would of course aim for the head when they attacked.
flat-top said:There were some creative kids in my old neighborhood back in the 70's;
they would make a pinholes in eggs, blow out the yolks and fill them with NAIR! They would of course aim for the head when they attacked.
I'll never forget the one Halloween when I was walking to a party that was around the block from my house. The streets were eerily empty. I heard footsteps behind me. A kid I'd never seen before appeared behind me with a carton of eggs. Walking fast turned into running and I got chased all the way to the door of the party house. As they opened the door and I leapt inside, eggs smashed against the wall right next to me.Miss Brill said:Oooh, yuck! That is awful! I never got egged, but when I was in the 1st grade, my best friend got egged--by her brother. We were walking home & all of a sudden she screamed & I looked at her and she had a egg smashed on her head. She was screaming "get it off!" and I wouldn't touch it.
flat-top said:I'll never forget the one Halloween when I was walking to a party that was around the block from my house. The streets were eerily empty. I heard footsteps behind me. A kid I'd never seen before appeared behind me with a carton of eggs. Walking fast turned into running and I got chased all the way to the door of the party house. As they opened the door and I leapt inside, eggs smashed against the wall right next to me.
Edward said:Typically, it was a few pence were handed over (I guess the English equivalent would have been 'penny for the guy'); some folks handed out sweets, but that wasn't really the done thing much as we'd all been so heavily schooled into the "don't accept sweets/lifts from strangers / adults who aren't family" kind of campaigns. We were never allowed to participate in this - not out of any religious objections, but because my mother equated it with begging.