I hate kids. I make no apologies about that. But I don’t mind spoiling them when I don’t have to actually see or communicate with them.

Every year work let’s all the parents bring in their snotty-smelly-loud offspring to do trick-or-treating around the office. I think it’s a fun and safe idea.

And every year I have toys and candy waiting for them.

See? See all this candy waiting??

I don’t even cheap out with the snack size candy – only man size candy bars here. I want your brats to be obese and insulin dependent.

Usually only a few kids stop by… I’m down in IT and people don’t like bringing their kids around the strange people down here. But this year there was not a single kid.

What is a diabetic *chomp* supposed to do *chewychewychew* with all this *lip smack* candy?