tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10730663.post4745277314634749319..comments2023-10-08T02:52:02.982-07:00Comments on Tracy Green: Trick or Treater UpdateTracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08841474369736680603noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10730663.post-46544267300252535162007-11-05T11:25:00.000-08:002007-11-05T11:25:00.000-08:00I had a record number of kids this year. Most of ...I had a record number of kids this year. Most of the costumes were clearly purchased from Fred Meyer. Cheap, Chinese-made crap with shiny, artificial fabric that would go up in an inferno with a single touch of my cigar.<BR/><BR/>A couple of punks looked old enough to have jobs, so I rewarded them well as they looked like trouble makers. I watched them depart to make sure they weren't casing the place. "Keep moving," I yelled.<BR/><BR/>Finally, a kid showed up dressed as a Seahawk. He had the number 20 on his back...Maurice Morris.<BR/><BR/>I placed a huge bowl of candy a foot behind me. I said, "That whole bowl is yours, if you can take it."<BR/><BR/>The kid stared at me with wide eyes for a second, then he made his move. He was pretty quick for a sixth grader. He barreled into me at high speed, with his head down and legs churning.<BR/><BR/>I caught him in the mouth with a vicious forearm, straightening him up. Then I blasted him with both arms and sent him tumbling across the lawn.<BR/><BR/>"Get off my property, with your weak-ass costume, punk!" I screamed as he retreated into the night.<BR/><BR/>I'm not sure if that actually happened. It might have been an hallucination triggered by watching the Seahawks on TV yesterday.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com