There is a Halloween tradition in the St. Louis area that requires trick or treaters to be prepared with a joke. I stress the St. Louis part because when mentioned to friends who aren’t from around here, they claim to have never heard of such a thing. Usually they say something like, “What? Really? Huh. Never heard of that. Why?” Well, I don’t actually know why, and I don’t think anyone else does either. It’s just a thing we do.
Here is a recreation of the usual scenario (with a little artistic license):
Kids: Trick Or Treat!
Homeowner: Hi kids, happy Halloween! What are you supposed to be?
Kid 1: I’m the latest Disney princess, like every other little girl you’ve seen tonight!
Kid 2: I’m some stupid cartoon character you’ve never heard of!
Kid 3: I’m dressed as a villain from a horror movie that I am way too young to have actually seen!
Kid 4: I dunno, a pirate clown alien or something. I’m too old for this, just make with the candy, dude.
Homeowner: Cool I guess. Got any jokes for me? That’s the game-you tell a joke, I pretend it’s funny and you get the sugar stick. Aaaaaannnnd go.
Kid 1: Why was the skeleton scared? ‘Cause he had no guts!
Homeowner: Ha! That’s cute, here you go sweetie.
Kid 2: Why do ghosts pick their nose? To get the boo-gers!
Homeowner: Gross. Here’s some candy for you, too.
Kid 3: How do you find Will Smith in the snow? You look for Fresh Prints.
Homeowner: Nice. Topical. Did your Dad give you that one? Alright here’s some for you. Next.
Kid 4: A guy walks into a bar and sees a small man playing a tiny piano…
Homeowner: Woah, hey, okay! Here’s yer candy, get outta here with that.
That’s basically how it goes. Happy Halloween everyone. See you next week!