It's almost that time again. Pretty soon a horde of snotty little kids will brave the ten foot wall and acid moat to knock on my door and hit me up for some crappy treats. I HATE KIDS! Still, the ones who make it past the wolves and Punjab sticks sometimes can prove useful as pawns in my criminal enterprises. At thye very least I can sell them as slaves or part them out to medical labs. As usual, I'll be giving out cigarettes and hypodermic needles, so if you are a kid, and you're not afraid of land mines and vicious rabid beasts, stop on by.