We normally decorate and have hosted halloween parties a bunch of times.
This year we were out until about 8pm and didn't plan to hand out candy.
As I'm making my lunches for the week and doing some pickling and my laundry the doorbell rang and knocks on the door when my porch was dark as **** and my driveway lights were also off. The universal symbol for "we're not handing out candy" is lights off. It's weird that some people don't understand that.
Excuses, you tight arse bastard!!! I can see you sitting behind your desk stroking your cat, the doorbell rings and you ask you wife, "Who is at the door love?", "Local children dear" she replies, "Children?" you ask, "Yes dear" she replies as if exasperated by your persistent questions but also in anticipation of what follows. "Release the hounds!"