About ten years ago when my kids were still in school, etc., we lived on base at Keesler AFB in Biloxi, MS. We set two chairs on either side of the front door: one chair had a stuffed dummy with a bowl of candy is his lap, the other chair had my (now ex) husband dressed the same with an empty bowl in his lap. The kids would come up and look back and forth between the two, then spotting the bowl with the candy they'd reach in for a piece... Ron would then raise his head and say, queitely, "what are you doing?" And they'd run, screaming, into their parents arms.. who were laughing their butts off.

The kids would start laughing once they figured out what was going on, and even the teens that came by would go white as a sheet when it happened. We never did that to the little one's though. When the little kids would come up I'd walk with them and show them where the candy was, with Ron keeping his head down and his mouth shut the whole time. God, that was SO much fun.



"In nightmares our screams are silent, yet all fallen angels hear us on their way down." --E. Riddle

"Preceding our dreams is silence; a pause in our mortality. -- E. Riddle"

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