Scaaary neighbors

The girls got together for trick-or-treating in our neighborhood last night.

They went under their own recognizance, as they are more than old enough to do this, even on a night of mischief. 

But at one point, I got a cellular call from Cayley, who was highly agitated.  "Guess what one guy was handing out for Halloween?!" she barked indignantly.

And I started thinking to myself, uh-oh - a trickster instead of a treater.  Perhaps a rogue teenager?  Maybe seeing older girls and therefore handing out prophylactics?  Cigarettes?  Candies designed to reflect and celebrate the general morphology of male genitalia?  Other goodies along these lines?

"What?" I asked her, swallowing hard.

"BIBLE VERSES!" she shouted in disgust.

Awe-some!  What a great way to appeal to two Muslims, a Jew, and a UU, eh?
:-)

Anyway, other than that extremely minor affront, a good time was had by all, and our home-based discussions of both religion and our management of social expectations with respect to it will surely continue.  Yyyyup.