My favorite Halloween memory had nothing to do with religion or costumes.

I was handing out candy, and it was fairly warm. At the time, we had a common boa (named Issa), who would curl happily around my neck and watch what was going on*.

One family came to the door (mother, 2 small children, and gran'ma down by the walk). Mom looked on as I knelt by her children to let them pick their treats, and suddenly saw what I was "wearing"... and promptly teleported down the block (leaving her children behind)...

Gran'ma actually ran into Spoon a few days later, and recognized her. She was STILL giggling about how her daughter "abandoned ship" when she saw the snake!


* To keep things somewhat on topic, said snake would also frequently try to crawl UNDER my kilt (but never tried exploring Spoon's neckline). Snake was either female or gay, we never did figure out which.


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