Check out the authors email address - quite apt if you ask me
Our new Xmas tree turned up in the post today. Long story. AnywAy, it came with not one but two pairs of âfluffing glovesâ
For the first time in my life I am looking forward to putting up the prickly bastard 
Is that what the fluffing gloves are for? I suspect Bearsy would have a different use for them.
Having traipsed around with the kids last night, I would say this is pretty accurate from a UK point of view. At one point, the kids rushed up to a house where the door was open, in expectation of a load more goodies. Imagine their surprise when an oldish man in a coat and hat came out, saw them and asked âCan I help you?â before locking his door and heading off into the night. My oldest boy said âwell, that was awkwardâ.
A warning to Fatso if heâs planning an adventure weekend anytime soon
*Masterfully retweeted by @dubai_phil
AhemâŚ
You could have at least liked the fact I retweeted that from my golf buddies 
Iâm glad to say that no-one came to my door last night. Iâll happily donate to charity (not at the door - in my own time) but I wonât have people begging on my doorstep. If your children are so in need of sweets and chocolate, can I suggest you go down the fucking shops like everyone else. And if you canât afford it, then the children go without or you make sacrifices.
The upsides of living in a road where everyone is about 150 is that a) no trick or treat b) suspicious people have no chance to misbehave
My bad ⌠now edited to reflect your input
As has been said before âHalloweenâ didnât exist when I was a kid. Even in my 20s nobody celebrated it and was always viewed as another of those weird commercial opportunities foisted on a gullible American public.
Seeing it accepted here was another BIG FACEPALM moment for me along with fuckinâ Prom nights.
This is the reason for the older generationâs resentfulâŚoh FFS give them a couple of cheap packets of sweets , say something like âoh crumbs how frightening you lookâ and slam the door on the poor schmuks for another year.
Itâs the commercialism of every fucking date in the calendar that pisses the older generation off and the gullible population who turn it into something EVERYONE has to embrace.
Fuck offâŚJUST FUCK OFF!
Here is one for you LITSL
âNational Mother-in-Law Day is observed annually on the fourth Sunday in October.â
âŚlike fuck it is. 
@lifeintheslowlane You are in luck - today is National Calzone day **AND ** National Deep Fried Clams Day
I love a steaming hot clam.