I Hate Dentists At Halloween
by Steve West on October 17, 2008
This list of the worst candies to give at halloween includes toothbrushes commonly given by dental professionals. My dentist when I was a kid not only gave out toothbrushes but floss and a stern lecture on the way out the door for me and my parents. Jerk.
Nine Replies to I Hate Dentists At Halloween
Tony Peters | October 17, 2008
I disagree with this one
It looks like chocolate and sort of smells like chocolate, but the mini brown tubes are not real chocolate. They taste like watered-down chocolate, and have a chewy texture that will strip the fillings right off your molars.
that said we don't do candy...we do toys, superballs, erasures, gumby's etc....seems to have made us a hit with the neighborhood....every yea we add a new toy to the bowl along with what we didn't give away the previous year
Aaron Shurtleff | October 17, 2008
Erasures? The whole band, and you just give them away! ;)
I'm one of those a-holes who turns off all the lights and hides until November 1st. I can't deal with all the kids a-knockin' on my door all night.
Tony Peters | October 17, 2008
no not the band (though I do beleive the 80 could have done without them) the things on the top of a pencil
Amy Austin | October 17, 2008
Well, at least that's one that I won't have to worry about fighting you for. And I'm willing to bet that many trick-or-treaters feel the same way about *erasers*.
Lori Lancaster | October 17, 2008
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Steve West | October 17, 2008
It's funny. We buy what we always think is plenty of candy and it usually is. But we always plan ahead by taking the girls out early, sorting through their sugary crap and pulling out what they don't like (or more importantly, what Daddy doesn't like) and have that as an emergency stash of giveaways.
Tony Peters | October 17, 2008
people seem to love the eyeball superballs though
Amy Austin | October 17, 2008
Steve, you Smartie, you... ;-)
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Amy Austin | October 17, 2008
I have to agree with the commenter who wrote the following:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is this lumping Smarties in with Necco wafers? One is awesome, the other repulsive. The more Smarties, the better, is my halloween motto.