trick or treat

Somebody brought in a mega-bag of Halloween candies and placed it upon the community food cabinet. Initially I thought it was candy that someone was giving out last night and these were their leftovers. But judging by the vast array of varied candy, I can tell that it is clearly part of some child's hard-earned booty.

Now, I don't agree with this. Now would be a good time for this parent to take their child aside and say, "Hey, just because you have all this candy, doesn't mean you should go into a sugar coma." The time was ripe to teach young Jimmy or Julie that personal responsibility is the key to living. And that self-restraint is a great virtue - wait, I gotta go. I just got Butterfinger in the keyboard.

Update: 3:29 p.m. diabetes setting in . . .
Update2: (chronologically occurred before "Update," but what's it to you?) I'm throwing my empties into the community garbage can. Now the cleaning lady won't know what a fatty I am. Unless she sees my fat face.