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  1. When I was a kid, I sorted my candy by kind and traded half the stuff I didn’t like to my brother. The other half went to Mom and Dad. Mom loves her peanut butter cups.

  2. This is so true when it comes to Halloween. This year my sister and I clobbered from house to house in killer high heels, no matter how hard it was to keep moving. The process was worth it, though. Our candy stash is enough to sustain us for half a year.

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