Halloween Erotica, The Original Candy Porn

Dear Sillies,
   My annual announcement: When shopping for Halloween candy, please follow one and only one rule: AVOID HERSHEY'S. They haven't changed their evil ways. Hershey's supports child enslavement in the West Indies - where it gets its chocolate.
   Unfortunately, all the sub-par standard candy (M&M's, Milky Way, etc.) is owned by them too. But there are plenty of healthier options (raisins, granola bars, or closing the door and shutting the lights).
   On a sweeter note,  years ago, I began to write a playful Halloween poem. But my warped brain and lustful sweet tooth penetrated inappropriate terrain. So began my poetic erotica series. Accidentally. Don't blame me. Blame the dark and milky ones that I can't get enough of. Wink.
    Enjoy.

Halloween Erotica and Grecian Dedications

First, and leading up to Hallow's Eve, some Halloween Erotica:

And now, My Annual Public Service Announcement:
   Please keep in mind that Hershey's is evil. By this, I mean that despite great amounts of humanitarian efforts to challenge them, they continue to pay into child slave labor - children work die under horrid conditions in cocoa plantations (mainly, in the West African Ivory Coast) in order to get chocolate for this monstrous company. When shopping for Halloween candy, please avoid Hershey's. Good alternatives include anything fair trade and/or any treats at places like Trader Joe's. Thank you!
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   Next, a few dedications. This one, Greek Viagra gelato, is for AlPenwasser because, well, Mrs. Penwasser. She deserves it. And by it, I mean it!
   Our tour guide treated us to gelato in a little village of Oia (pronounced Ee-ah). Oia's on the Greek island of Santorini. Their star flavor: Greek Viagra. I didn't need any, so I went with Italian Lover. It was delicious, and I heard Greek Viagra is too. It's creamy with honey and nuts.

This one is for Gorilla Bananas, who asked if I tried the Ouzo.* Did I try it? Truth is, I readily posed for this photo, after the rest of the group finished all but a few drops. Those drops trickled down my throat and rattled my braincells like never before. Anything for a good photo (for you, that is)!

 *Pronounced oo-zoh, Ouzo is the official alcoholic beverage of Greece and Cyprus. By law, it cannot contain LESS than 37.5 percent alcohol. Whoosh! Yeah. It tastes like very, very, very strong black licorice. I know this ONLY because a few little drops found their way down my throat here.

   Before the Ouzo scandal, I jumped into these warm, clear, salty waters of the Aegean Sea. (That's me in the upper left of the group.) The water is so salty, it kept us afloat. "Swimming" was effortlessly fun. I'm dedicating this scene to fishducky because she's clearly the appropriate recipient of a wet noodle float on the Aegean Sea - based on her name alone.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Okay, my friends,
Please be safe. Be well. And be good to yourselves.
Love to you.