I used to put together fun little baggies, or what I thought might be construed as fun little baggies, with halloween doodads and various types of candy. Then we got like 5 kids and I ended up dumping the remaining 30-some bags into the teenage neighbor kid's pillowcase. That's why this year I said "fuck it" and just got a variety pack of full-size candy bars.
The best halloween candy I ever got was one of those giant size fundraiser caramel bars, with the good buttery caramel that you don't see around anymore. That was the same house I said something about before, where the woman put out a whole box with a sign that said "TAKE ONE" and then watched for the kid who inevitably grabbed more and scared the shit out of him.
I've got a several-way tie for worst. One was the old man who threw pennies at us and told us to get our own fuckin' candy. I also lived between a cardiologist and a dentist...nothing says Halloween like cholesterol charts, toothbrushes and disclosing tablets
How about you?