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How to Protect Your Candy: An after Halloween special edition.

“Protect my candy? Why? My kids collected tons of it!”

My Dear Reader,

Yes, you’ve trained your little Hunter/Gatherers well. You dressed them sweetly, taught them how to say “trick or treat” with an adorable little lisp, and had them memorize your top 5 favorite candy bars in alphabetical order because you’ll be damned if they come home with crappy Dum Dums again. So sure, you might be rolling in the Snickers now, but it won’t always be that way.

Candy gets eaten.

As the household’s candy resources begin to deplete, you’ll notice disturbing behaviors among certain family members, behaviors like: hording, bartering, extortion, and full-out raids carried out under the cover of darkness. And I’m not referring to the kids’ behavior. Look in the mirror, my friend.

In order to avoid all this ugliness, you need to be proactive by creating a secret stash. Don’t worry, I’m here to help!

The first thing you need to do is to separate the candy into two piles, candy you love and candy you hate.

Taffy? ugh. That should come with a coupon for a root canal.

Next, focus on hiding the candy you love. I like to choose my candy hiding spots by taking cues from drug trafficking movies. However, I don’t recommend shoving anything up your hooha- I did that once with Whoppers, the box ripped and I developed an epic yeast infection.

Some hiding locations I have successfully used are:

– Inside metal curtain rods

– Books that I’ve hollowed out (preferably ones that you’d never read. I use cookbooks)

– Tampon boxes (what sicko is looking in there for candy? Well, besides you.)

Damn right, Kit Kats are SUPER!

– under toilet tank covers

*A great hiding spot for almost anything…except kittens. don’t ask.

Now that your favorite candy is safe, you need to create an explanation regarding its disappearance.

The way you go about this is very specific to your family’s situation. Here are a couple options I’ve used over the years:

Does your child have allergies?

Collin is allergic to walnuts. They cause his lips to swell, his throat to itch, and his eyes to water. Needless to say he avoids them at all cost. So I tell him that I was forced to throw out all the candy that said “contains walnuts” or “may have trace amounts of walnuts” or “produced in a factory that uses walnuts”. Then I add “Sorry” (sad face). Consequently, he’s developed a paranoia about the candy industry trying to kill him.

 

Do you own a dog?

Mr. Bojangles is my fall guy. And it’s a role he’s comfortable playing as long as I slip him a Pop Tart for his troubles.

To pull this off, you need to spread your “hate pile” of candy on the floor, scatter some wrappers around, and place your dog in the center. Quickly (before your pet actually eats the candy) snap a picture of your “bad doggie” in a compromising position. Make certain that the picture is blurry- you want your children to believe you were rushing in to save their candy. tip: Remember to save this year’s empty candy wrappers for next year’s staging.

*if you don’t have a dog, you can use a fat cat. But never use a bunny or a goldfish, that’s just insulting your kid’s intelligence. Isn’t it bad enough that you’re lying?

 

It was poisoned!

Tell them, that during a routine candy inspection, you had reason to suspect a majority of the candy was tampered with. For their safety, you were forced to throw it out. Then launch into a 15 minute talk on Stranger Danger while enrolling them in a Safety Awareness course at the local community center, then eat your candy while they’re taking said course. I call that a win-win!

 

That’s all I got, guys. But if you have any other ideas, please share them in the comments section below. You can send your kids to only so many Stranger Danger classes before they either lose all faith in humanity or smell a rat.

 

 

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A letter to my local bank. My story of betrayal and revenge.

Dear WSFS,

Last week, while driving to pick up my dog from his anal gland surgery, I noticed your sign:


Admittedly, I was a little intimidated by such a vague writing prompt. I mean, “Everyone has a story, tell us yours” lacks any real direction, and I prefer to work within well defined parameters. However, I considered it a challenge and started brainstorming almost immediately.

I asked myself “Candy Ass (positive self-talk), what type of story would WSFS be interested in? Maybe a cute animal story? Maybe a human interest piece?”

And then it occurred to me…I could write about the time I saved my cat by performing CPR! But I’d leave out the part where I got flustered and also gave him the Heimlich maneuver (he was never choking). *FYI- the Heimlich is extremely difficult to perform on an unconscious cat. They keep flopping over at the waist.

I ran the cat idea by my husband but, although impressed by my heroism, he suggested that perhaps you were looking for a story with a financial focus. That made sense.

After hearing that, my mind went straight to my childhood “Day After Easter” resale business.

I actually never cared much for candy but, between my parents and grandparents, I received 3 Easter baskets every year. And every year, on the day after Easter, I would set up a table at the end of my driveway and sell my surplus of candy to the kids in the neighborhood. Afterwards, I’d trash what didn’t sell.

Those kids both loved and despised me. I imagine it’s the kind of relationship a drug dealer has with his druggie clients.

Anyway, business was good until the Easter of 1983. That year I sold only 2 hollow Easter bunnies, a handful of chocolate coins, and 3 bags of jelly beans. I knew with numbers like that I’d never get my Cabbage Patch Kid by the end of the school year. (I was going to name her Andrea and love her forever)

The next day, after drowning my sorrows in a bottomless bowl of Fruit Loops, I hopped on my Huffy and noticed a flyer smacking around in my spokes. I pulled it out:

 

THE “TWO DAYS AFTER EASTER” CANDY SALE!
Billy’s house 12pm-2pm
cash or trade for Baseball cards

Son of a bitch! I rode right over there…and that candy line was ridiculous!

It took some intimidation, but it turns out that Billy told the kids he’d have cheaper candy and that they should wait for his sale. He then stole MY candy from MY trashcan to sell!

That little ass had undercut me with my own product! (I secretly admired his tactic)

The way I saw it I had 3 options:

1. Give up the Easter candy business
2. Start riding across town to throw away my excess candy.
3. Ruin him.

Not surprisingly, I chose option 3.

The following year I held my sale as usual. And once again, numbers were low. That’s ok Billy, that’s ok…

Later that afternoon, I took my leftover chocolate, a box of my grandmothers laxatives (Chocolate Ex-Lax, extra strength), and some candy molds up to my darkened bedroom.

I spent hours up there melting laxatives and chocolate bunnies together in my Easy Bake oven while taking hits off my scratch-n-sniff stickers and laughing maniacally.

After the “candy” hardened, I re-wrapped it and dumped everything in the outside trashcan. Then I sat by my window drinking orange Shasta and waiting for Billy to be his own undoing. Mwahahaha!

Let’s just say that the following year Billy no longer had the consumers’ trust (or their parents’), my candy sales were back up, and I was able to purchase my first Cabbage Patch Kid! *Can you believe I had to camp out all night in a Boscov’s parking lot to get that damn Andrea? Now you can’t give them away.

WSFS, if anything can be learned from sharing my story, I hope it’s this- have faith in your dreams, show resilience when faced with adversity, and most importantly practice quiet patience…because a great revenge plan can take up to a year or more to execute.

Sincerely,

Kim S
www.oneclassymotha.com

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Free Advice Friday! Too much candy?

Dear Kim,

We have so much damn Halloween candy at our house! How do I keep my kids from eating it all? Should I just throw it away? I don’t want them to hate me but I also don’t need a huge dentist bill! Help!

Terri in Candyfrigginland, CA

Dear Terri,

Rule #1 – Never ever do anything that your children can pin directly on you. Raising kids that don’t hate you or rat you out to their future therapists requires a certain level of psychological manipulation on your part. Terri, you’ve come to the right place.

The first thing you need to do is to separate the candy into two piles, candy you love and candy you hate.

Taffy? ugh. That should come with a coupon for a root canal.

Next, you’ll want to hide your favorite candy for private consumption at a later date. I like to choose my candy hiding spots by taking cues from drug trafficking movies. However, I don’t recommend shoving anything up your hooha- I did that once with Whoppers and I swear those damn malt balls gave me a yeast infection.

Some locations I have successfully used are:

– inside metal curtain rods

– books that I’ve hollowed out (preferably ones that you’d never reread. I like to use cookbooks)

– inside tampon boxes (what sicko is going in there for candy? You are, Slick!)

Damn right, Kit Kat’s are SUPER!

– under toilet tank covers

It’s really a good hiding spot for almost anything.

Now that your new candy is safe, it’s time to destroy your children’s remaining supply.

The way you go about this is very specific to your family’s situation. Here are a few options I have used over the years:

Does your child have allergies?

Collin is allergic to walnuts. They cause his lips to swell, his throat to itch, and his eyes to water. Needless to say he avoids them at all cost. So when I don’t want him to eat something I simply say “it contains walnuts” or “it may have trace amounts of walnuts” or “produced in a factory that uses walnuts”. Then I add “Oh man, that stinks!” The poor kid goes running for the hills like a grenade is about to explode. Consequently, he’s developed a paranoia about the junk food industry trying to kill him.

Do you own a dog?

Mr. Bojangles is my fall guy. And it’s a role he’s comfortable playing as long as I slip him a Pop Tart for his troubles.

To pull this off, you need to spread the vile candy on the floor, scatter some wrappers around, and place your dog in the center. Quickly (before your pet actually eats the candy) snap a picture of your “bad doggie” in a compromising position. Make certain that the picture is blurry- you want your children to believe you were rushing in to save their candy.

*if you don’t have a dog, you can use a fat cat. But never use a bunny or a goldfish, that’s just insulting your kid’s intelligence. Isn’t it bad enough that you’re lying to them?

Ants

This approach is for the truly desperate parent, only to be used when all other tactics fail. You need your children’s candy to become infested. Hundreds of tiny bugs crawling all over food creates that “Oh hell no! I’m not eating that shit!” reaction that you need.

Ok, so it’s cold out, ants are getting harder to come by. I am going to go ahead here and recommend www.antsalive.com . They offer priority shipping and discounts on multiple supplies. Mention my name and you’ll get my 10% Halloween discount*. I use them for all my ant needs**.

*No you won’t.

**No I don’t.

***Important note: Have ant spray handy when they arrive as this approach does pose some risks. If you accidentally let ants loose in your house at Halloween, I can guarantee they ain’t leaving until well after Easter. And for God’s sake Terri, don’t buy the red fire ants no matter how cool you think they’ll look covering a Almond Joy!

Terri, I hope I’ve given you some useful advice or at least helped you develop some of your own ideas that will fit the needs of you and your family.

Legal Disclaimer: Never substitute my advice for your own common sense…’cause that would be stupid.

Sincerely,

Kim

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