Candy Massacre

Now, I thought the cupcakes would satisfy the need for sweets.  Makes sense.  But no.  I was still asked to hand over the Halloween candy that I hid a few days ago (having a feeling it would be raided).  I refused making the valid argument that there would be none left for the trick-or-treaters (and I hate running out of candy).  So the search was on.  When they got close to my hiding place, I snatched it and ran.  I was literally chased around the house by husband and child trying to take the Halloween candy from my arms!  But I was no match for the two tackling ticklers.  What has the world come to…