Halloween Parlance

"Ding, Dong."
10 scary-dressed kids marshal a timeless adage that will fill their plastic pumpkins and empty pillow cases to the brink. I'm in the back office hustling another editing piece so Mutti rushes to the door and swings it wide open.
"Trick or Treat! Smell my feet. Give me something good to eat!"
I laugh. Kids aren't suppose to use 'that one' I think to myself. Mutti is unfazed and piles in handfuls of tootsie-rolls, blow-pops and ET's favorite.
"Ding Dong. Ding Dong. Ding, Dong."
It's like the incessant drip-drop of my leaky kitchen faucet.
The warm temps bring out every greedy kid in this suburban nightmare I call home. The old fashion 'Trick or Treat' isn't enough as kids get creative with both their costumes and parlance.
"Hello, my name is such-and such and I'm running for lots and lots of candy" appeals a politically dressed election candidate. This kid's originality would have prompted me to forfeit the rest of the sugar-coated loot straight into his candy coffers. "Good luck on Nov. 7 and don't forget to brush your teeth," I mumble from under my breath as I peak around the corner from my back office.
There's a lull in the 'ding, dongs' and everything grows quiet. The hurricane has moved on leaving a hundred little footprints and sticky candy wrappers strewn about in the front lawn. Mutti resumes emailing on her laptop and I settle down with the leftovers!