Trick Or Treat? That Is The Question

From The Red Death Project– meet one of Prospero’s Guests.

She’s getting into the Halloween Spirit of things.

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If you knock on my door on Halloween

I promise not try to act scary.

Not that I can do that anyway because I wear glasses and I like to wear sweatshirts with dogs on them. Who would I be fooling? Not you, that’s for certain.

If you knock on my door on Halloween

I promise to only hand out the tastiest chocolates shaped like severed heads and bloody  fingers and  eyeballs with a sweet mushie surprise inside and the crunchiest Candied Sugar Bones you have ever popped into your mouth and ground  between your teeth.

My candies wrapped in orange and black tinfoil and I make them myself.

I’m a very skilled candy maker.

If you knock on my door on Halloween

I promise I will  answer the door the minute you knock

I’ll let you take as much candy as you want

and after you’re done and walking away

I promise that  when I let my monsters chase you down the walkway- my werewolf, I call him Darwin, will probably get to you first-

cross my heart and hope to die- well- not me obviously-but I digress

I promise to not eat your share of candy, except for maybe the Crunchy Sugar Bones.

Those are my favorites.

If you knock on my door on Halloween

I can promise you this-all kidding aside, your Halloween Night  will never end.