Today is Halloween, and so I have compiled a list of all the potential candy kids might receive while Trick-or-Treating (or “Trunk-or-Treating” if you’re into super lame stuff). The very best candy this Hellborne holiday has to offer is at the top of the list, while the garbage sits at the bottom, where it belongs.
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- Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups
- Twix
- Kit Kat
- Milky Way
- Peanut M&Ms
- Snickers
- Almond Joy
- Payday
- Three Musketeers
- Regular M&Ms
- Nerds Rope
- Whoppers
- Rolos
- Dots
- Yogurt raisins
- Dubble Bubble
- Regular raisins
- Candy corn
- An apple
- Granola
- A pear
- An eggplant
- Nerds Formless Clump
- Actual candied corn
- Chocolate-covered chia seeds
- Chocolate-dusted flax
- Fair trade, organic, cocoa-adjacent sorghum bark
- Loose cereal out of someone’s pocket
- Nerds Noose
- The salt at the bottom of a pretzel bag
- Leftover spaghetti, no sauce
- Half a can of chewing tobacco
- Gummy bears, left in a hot back seat so it’s melted into like a knee pad of gummy bears
- Individual slices of expired lunch meat folded into little cranes
- Wax soda bottles but they’ve been injected with clam chowder
- Uncle Salty’s Political Rant Bar
- “Black Chunk”
- Cinnamon Dangs
- Lettuce chopped up by someone who’s grandfather had just passed away and so their broken-spirited tears get all in the lettuce
- Just muthafuckin’ toothpaste
- Hemoglobin Licks
- Measles Crunch
- Unidentifiable beige mousse
- A pacifier dipped in Granny Grease
- A part of an antbed, just scooped up from the ground and thrown at a child
- A five-foot long incontinent snake
- Hey, how about a bag o’ bees
- A VHS home recording of someone playing Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater 2 thinking they all that but really they ain’t shit
- An advertisement for a church from that family across the street that doesn’t celebrate birthdays
- A Garfield collection but for some reason all the pages that show Jon are stuck together
- A map that looks like a treasure map but the kid soon realizes he’s digging up pieces of his dog he thought ran away a month ago
- A shot to the face from an actual gun
- A single box, leaking foul-smelling liquid from one corner, with the words “FESTOC REDEMPTIA” painted on the side with what can only be blood, inside which something is clearly dead, but even more troubling is that something inside is also moving, squirming, making a sound of both animal horror and human anguish. One cannot resist the temptation of opening such a box, even if intuition tells them that after opening the box there is no closing it; even knowing it contains the sins and secrets of all mankind, that it is full of forbidden knowledge imbued with a curse so foul that when the opener dies the curse survives, and lingers, and lingers, and lingers
- Those fucking gummy cheeseburgers