I'll give you 'Trick or treat'

Ahh.. and so again it comes round to the joyous festivities of Halloween..

I hate Halloween. Everything about it is loathsome. I hate the occasion itself and the nature of association with October 31st. Moreover, I hate the Americanisation of the whole affair and the imposed expectation of parents to 'celebrate' for their children. Ultimately though, I abhor the congregations of children trapsing the streets to intrude on good, honest people in their homes to beg (or rather blackmail) them for sweets.

These elements - in themself - are bad enough but the aggravation goes much further. It makes me question, for instance, how many of these disgusting children's chaperoning parents bothered to, say, vote at the last election?.. They'll come and disturb me with demands for sweets on a chilly Autumnal eve but - statiscally - a number of these parasites lacked the inclination to drag themselves away from Eastenders to have a say in how the country they moan so much about is run! *and breathe*

Sickening - truly sickening. A friend asked if I didn't like "trick or treating" because I wasn't allowed to go when I was younger. Firstly, I don't know if I was allowed or not (I'd hope 'not') because, secondly, I had sufficient common decency not to bother people in their own homes of an evening because American custom told me I deserved confectionary recognition from them!

I hope it pours with rain tonight and washes the sponging freeloaders back home..

Picking buckshot out of your rear..

This story will have animal rights campaigners smiling from ear-to-ear!
Americans are an intensely irritating breed so any self-harm [see Darwin awards - largely awarded to Yanks] or ironic harm [as here] is always enjoyable for the onlooker!
So that's what it feel like for the Pheasant... *tee hee*