Trick Or Treating At The Clinton's

♫♪ Ding-dong... ♫♪

Tricky-treaters: "♪ Trick or treat. ♫
♫♪ Smell my feet. ♪♪
♪♪ We want something good to eat. ♫♪"

The door opens, as Hitlery answers...
Hitlery: "My my! Don't y'all look just darlin'!"

Tricky-treaters: "EEEEK!!! A WITCH CONSTUME!!! "

Hitlery: "No kids, it's a pants-suit."

Tricky-treaters: "Trick or treat!!!"

Hitlery: "Well kids, here's how it works under my new socialized 'Trick-or-treat plan'. There will be no kids left un-treated."

Tricky-treaters: "Uh, okaaaayyyy..."

Hitlery: "Here. Each of you take one of these forms and fill it out. After the specified waiting period as stated in article 3 section 7 on the back of the form, you can then take it to one of the official government licensed treat distribution centers listed in section 10 subsection 37 on page 42 of the form.

"Then, when you get to the treat distribution center - which I am really working on getting sufficient staffing for - you will take a number and relax in one of the comfy chairs set up in the waiting room.

"When your number is called, you will receive a nice, official government sanctioned sugar cube!

"Same sugar buzz without all that fluff!"

Tricky-treaters: "Ah, we don't want no sugar cube. What about a Milky Way or Snickers, or maybe a Kit Kat?"

Hitlery: "Sorry kids. Those aren't an option. Everyone gets equal treatment at the treat centers! No discrimination!"

Tricky-treaters: "Aahhh, but we want real candy."

Hitlery: "Then you'll just have to take it from someone else who has it and distribute it amongst yourselves."

Tricky-treaters: "But mommy and daddy told that wasn't right. Is it?"

Hitlery: "It is as far as I'm concerned. Those other kids don't need all that candy anyway."

Tricky-treaters: "Gee. C'mon gang. Let's go to someone else's house."




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