The only tricksters in the eight years we lived here were a couple of doorbell ringers after ten, who ran away without breaking anything, swift as the wind. --- When I was a little kid, parents didn't even come along as we roamed through the neighborhood in the darkness, howling for treats. I guess the grownups all watched from the front windows, keeping track of whatever kids were currently within sight. A bully kept trying to take kids' bags away, and got collared before he reached the end of the block. There was never enough chocolate! Tootsie Rolls just didn't cut it!
I agree. Tootsie Rolls are nothing more than a placebo. And you can keep your "candy corn." They have as high a Gag Factor as "circus peanuts," neither of which are what they purport to be.
That's the way it was in one of the areas I lived when I was a kid. Some teens, for example, went around removing tires from people's cars, and then watching with glee as the people tried to drive and couldn't figure out what was going on.
When we were too old to go trick or treating, we'd hit a couple of houses on Halloween, but there was nothing mean about it, and no real damage was done. Mostly, it was the challenge of doing it, whatever it was, without anyone realizing we were there.
I'm old enough to have tipped over an outhouse or two. The owners had indoor plumbing but they were hanging on to "old reliable" just in case I guess.
I stayed up until 10:30 on Halloween Night, and not a single ghost or goblin rang my doorbell! Consequently, this left a large bowl of assorted candy bars for me only! I looked down the block and every house also had their porch lights on. Hal