Ah, how I loved sitting on the porch, scaring trick or treaters. Unfortunately, we don't get enough of 'em where we live now for it to be worth it anymore.
Back when I started, I just wore a black robe with black gloves, and a hood that covered my face but was visible through. Not particularly ideal, but it worked. One of my favorite scares with this was when a friend of mine came to the door with a large group of probably 10-20 teenagers. Some of the girls were scared and hung back, so the guy I knew came forward and felt my face. Pretending that I
was fake, he told the others that it was safe to come forward. I waited until they were leaving to jump up and scared the crap out of them.
Later on I upgraded to skeleton gloves, added straw sticking out of my sleeves, and my favorite addition -
one of these beauties. As the kids would approach, I'd pump the blood, and give them a moment of watching in horror before jumping up at them.
Of course, I always felt pretty bad when a 5 or 6 year old would come along. =/ I'd go out of my way to not scare them, but just by being there I kinda already had... And I don't their accompanying parents appreciated my being there, either.
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Originally Posted by Cellius
I remember approaching somebody's house only to be reprimanded with a "We don't observe that holiday." Then move into the country, you shallow loser.
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Sure they weren't just Jehovah's Witnesses? Still, they should have at least had their lights off or something.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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