The Annual PH how to get rid of Trick or Treaters thread
Discussion
About ten years ago I'd sent the wife and kids to her mother's for a few days while I built a new kitchen.
I'd found some red granite worktops for silly money, had to build the framing underneath from steel to take the weight and the stuff is a messy bd to cut, even with a diamond disc on a 9" angle grinder, but most of it could be done outside.
Except the cut-out for the sink. That would have left the slab too fragile to move, so it had to be done in situ.
So I'm wearing my scruffiest clothes, I've a t-shirt tied over my mouth and nose for a mask and another over my head to keep the dust off my hair, with goggles in the gap between.
Just as I finished the last cut, there's a knock at the door. I can't put down the angle grinder as it's still spinning, so I'm carrying it as I open the door.
"Yes?"
Two young witches and a vampire look up at a faceless monster wielding a horrible, red-covered weapon, gasp, and leg it.
Oops.
Still, no-one else knocked all evening
I'd found some red granite worktops for silly money, had to build the framing underneath from steel to take the weight and the stuff is a messy bd to cut, even with a diamond disc on a 9" angle grinder, but most of it could be done outside.
Except the cut-out for the sink. That would have left the slab too fragile to move, so it had to be done in situ.
So I'm wearing my scruffiest clothes, I've a t-shirt tied over my mouth and nose for a mask and another over my head to keep the dust off my hair, with goggles in the gap between.
Just as I finished the last cut, there's a knock at the door. I can't put down the angle grinder as it's still spinning, so I'm carrying it as I open the door.
"Yes?"
Two young witches and a vampire look up at a faceless monster wielding a horrible, red-covered weapon, gasp, and leg it.
Oops.
Still, no-one else knocked all evening
Open the door with a carving knife in your hand, and scream "WHAT THE fk DO YOU LITTLE S WANT?! fk OFF BEFORE I PUNCH YOU SO HARD YOUR fkING EYES POP OUT!" and then throw thick slices of liver at them.
Slam the door, continue watching Hollyoaks.
Or, a note on the door saying "No trick or treaters thankyou."
Slam the door, continue watching Hollyoaks.
Or, a note on the door saying "No trick or treaters thankyou."
I was at an event last weekend and a few groups of kids came round trick or treating. Not really being prepared for it, and not wanting to give too many of my stepson's sweets away I started saying 'trick'. Every single child looked at me blankly not knowing what to do. I asked what their trick was and most of them still looked confused, with just one kid saying he hadn't got one. I told them to go away, think of a trick and then come back because I didn't have any sweets. I didn't see any of them again. Even the parents didn't seem to expect it. It just goes to show kids these days just expect to be given sweets or money and that the real meaning of trick or treating is lost on them.
And I'm sure a lot of people feel pressured into taking part with the kids that come round because if they don't the car will get keyed or similar, especially by the teenagers. So it's not always that easy to say 'no thank you' because you don't know what the consequences will be. I always want to say to the teenagers that make no effort and just put a mask on to go away and come back when they've dressed up properly but I just give them a share of the sweets to stop them causing any trouble to my car or property.
And I'm sure a lot of people feel pressured into taking part with the kids that come round because if they don't the car will get keyed or similar, especially by the teenagers. So it's not always that easy to say 'no thank you' because you don't know what the consequences will be. I always want to say to the teenagers that make no effort and just put a mask on to go away and come back when they've dressed up properly but I just give them a share of the sweets to stop them causing any trouble to my car or property.
For the scallys, home made chocolate coated chillies grown by me. Chomp 2 of them bad boys down & you get a bottle of Stella to stop the hurt. If you don't take up the challenge or you fail you ps off with nothing. Little kids get sweets
After 9 pm Shep gets the remaining sweets & Stella for himself. Much more fun engaging with people and having a laugh at them, than having your windows put in!
After 9 pm Shep gets the remaining sweets & Stella for himself. Much more fun engaging with people and having a laugh at them, than having your windows put in!
Edited by shep1001 on Thursday 30th October 22:03
I'm thinking of donning a mask, borrowing a disk cutter from the builders working in the next street, then hiding round the side of the house. Trick or treaters knock the door, I leap out waving the disk cutter and screaming at them.
(It would have worked better a few years ago when our drive was being dug up as there was a huge hole for them to fall into when they tried to run away...)
(It would have worked better a few years ago when our drive was being dug up as there was a huge hole for them to fall into when they tried to run away...)
handpaper said:
About ten years ago I'd sent the wife and kids to her mother's for a few days while I built a new kitchen.
I'd found some red granite worktops for silly money, had to build the framing underneath from steel to take the weight and the stuff is a messy bd to cut, even with a diamond disc on a 9" angle grinder, but most of it could be done outside.
Except the cut-out for the sink. That would have left the slab too fragile to move, so it had to be done in situ.
So I'm wearing my scruffiest clothes, I've a t-shirt tied over my mouth and nose for a mask and another over my head to keep the dust off my hair, with goggles in the gap between.
Just as I finished the last cut, there's a knock at the door. I can't put down the angle grinder as it's still spinning, so I'm carrying it as I open the door.
"Yes?"
Two young witches and a vampire look up at a faceless monster wielding a horrible, red-covered weapon, gasp, and leg it.
Oops.
Still, no-one else knocked all evening
Missed this when I went through the thread, that's perfect!I'd found some red granite worktops for silly money, had to build the framing underneath from steel to take the weight and the stuff is a messy bd to cut, even with a diamond disc on a 9" angle grinder, but most of it could be done outside.
Except the cut-out for the sink. That would have left the slab too fragile to move, so it had to be done in situ.
So I'm wearing my scruffiest clothes, I've a t-shirt tied over my mouth and nose for a mask and another over my head to keep the dust off my hair, with goggles in the gap between.
Just as I finished the last cut, there's a knock at the door. I can't put down the angle grinder as it's still spinning, so I'm carrying it as I open the door.
"Yes?"
Two young witches and a vampire look up at a faceless monster wielding a horrible, red-covered weapon, gasp, and leg it.
Oops.
Still, no-one else knocked all evening
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