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I was reading a post elsewhere on the forum about people handing out healthy treats like apples and I started laughing out aloud as it brought to mind a Halloween story from my misspent youth.
I was 13 or 14 at the time and was assigned the unenviable task of taking my younger brother around town for trick or treating. We were making the rounds when we ran into a guy I knew from school named Mitch. Mitch was one of the toughest guys in school and had a well deserved reputation as a bad ***. As we stood there talking to Mitch on the sidewalk a car drove by and shot a blast from a fire extinguisher in Mitch's general direction and that was all it took. Even though the blast had not come anywhere close to hitting any of us, Mitch took off after the guys in the car on foot and my brother and I continued with the Trick or Treating happy to have escaped without further incident . My brother asked me who that guy was and I told him he didn't want to know.
Later that night as we were wrapping up the annual tour of duty, we ran into Mitch again not knowing that the house we had just left was Mitch's house. "What'd my old man give you?" Mitch asked. My brother looked in his bag and said, "An apple." Mitch asked if he wanted it and my brother said "No" and handed it to Mitch. Without a second of hesitation Mitch threw the apple back at his own house and screamed out, "Here's your apple back you cheap *** bastards." as the apple smashed against the house with a gigantic thud. Mitch's Dad came busting out of the house looking for blood and Mitch turned to my brother and I just as calm as you could be and said, "You guys better start running." Mitch's Dad chased us for 5 or 6 blocks but never actually caught us. To this day that remains one of my most cherished childhood memories of Halloween.
I was 13 or 14 at the time and was assigned the unenviable task of taking my younger brother around town for trick or treating. We were making the rounds when we ran into a guy I knew from school named Mitch. Mitch was one of the toughest guys in school and had a well deserved reputation as a bad ***. As we stood there talking to Mitch on the sidewalk a car drove by and shot a blast from a fire extinguisher in Mitch's general direction and that was all it took. Even though the blast had not come anywhere close to hitting any of us, Mitch took off after the guys in the car on foot and my brother and I continued with the Trick or Treating happy to have escaped without further incident . My brother asked me who that guy was and I told him he didn't want to know.
Later that night as we were wrapping up the annual tour of duty, we ran into Mitch again not knowing that the house we had just left was Mitch's house. "What'd my old man give you?" Mitch asked. My brother looked in his bag and said, "An apple." Mitch asked if he wanted it and my brother said "No" and handed it to Mitch. Without a second of hesitation Mitch threw the apple back at his own house and screamed out, "Here's your apple back you cheap *** bastards." as the apple smashed against the house with a gigantic thud. Mitch's Dad came busting out of the house looking for blood and Mitch turned to my brother and I just as calm as you could be and said, "You guys better start running." Mitch's Dad chased us for 5 or 6 blocks but never actually caught us. To this day that remains one of my most cherished childhood memories of Halloween.