Seems like yesterday 1965, I grew up in a rough part of town and always looked forward this night, we would cross the tracks(no sh#t) to the rich part of town and reek havoc on all we came in contact with. As gangs of 4or5 we would rome the streets, with bars of soap,eggs,spray paint,crow bars and lug renchs? Running from the cops.... raiding outdoor grows...... I got caught one time by the man ( I was carrying eggs ) needless to say, the pat down took care them and he let me go. Ha,ha,ha I left those eggs outside for a week so thay would b nice and rotten for that night......and. it worked, what a stench, anyway let me b the first to wish u a careful Mischief night💀
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Is it already the 31st where you are? My mom used to make a a huge spread of junk food on the 31st that would impress a king. I did some stupid stuff back in the day. Now I spend it with kids and try to have clean fun. I do always really miss my mom on the 31st and wish I had been a better kid. So mixed emotions about the day.
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