Stop in for a cup of coffee

Halloween in small town Texas after the Trick-or-Treaters were done. We used to put sideboards on the bed of pickups, put hay bales in the bed to stand on, hang tarps on the sideboards and load up on all the eggs we could afford. It also helped to have a few small bags of flour.

Once supplied and loaded with at least one driver (keep the widows up!) and 4 egg throwers in the bed. We would slowly drive down the street, plastering each other with eggs, trying our best to hit the folks in the back of the other trucks.

And if you did hit their windshield with an egg, you tried to follow that With a small beg of flour. The truck would have to stop while someone had to clean the goo off their windshield - and everyone egged that poor soul.

Town would stink like old eggs for the next couple of days and the coin car wash made lots of money. Everyone in town tolerated it as harmless fun.

It was like that for years until some “outsiders” moved in and demanded the sheriff’s department end “such a blatant waste of food, and littering the downtown street.”

End of the fun, but it’s still a great memory for all of us that experienced it.