Hobbies And Interests
Kitty Litter Treasure Hunt
Line a small kiddie pool with trash bags. Fill with bird seed. Melt Tootsie rolls in the microwave and mash them together to form pieces of artificial cat poop. Throw small plastic toys into the pool of bird seed and Tootsie Roll cat poop. Hand the girls those scoops you get in sand castle building kits and tell them to find the treasure and avoid the poop.
Pass the Rotten Sausage Links
Make rotten sausage links by filling balloons with jello. Load them into half a pair of dark nude colored stockings and tie knots between the links. Play music and have the kids pass the links around in a circle. When the music stops, the person holding the rotten sausage links is out. Continue playing until a single person is left. You can also play this game with a rubber rat or a paper bag full of rubber cockroaches.
Creepy Creature Limbo
Hang all sorts of rubber flies, cockroaches, bats and fake cobwebs off of a broomstick. Have the girls limbo under it. Lower it after every round until one girl is left.
Dead Man's Guts
Turn out the lights and have everyone sit in a circle. Pass around bowls full of a dead man's "guts." Read aloud from Charles F. Smith's "A Hallowe'en Post Mortem," "The truth it is, and not a myth/That once there lived a man named Smith,/And it became his mournful lot/To murdered be quite near this spot./ We now will pass out his remains,/You first will handle poor Smith's brains...." At this point send around a bowl full of wet sponges. "Smith's vision once was keen and wise/ You'll know it when you touch his eyes." (Pass around skinned grapes.) "The head, once crowned with locks so fair/ is low- now here comes Smith's soft hair." (Pass around some corn silk.) "Sweet music Smith once loved to hear,/ it fell upon this gentle ear." (Pass around a dried apricot) "When Smith would smile at boys and girls,/ His teeth would gleam like whitest pearls." (Pass around kernels of corn.) "And now the next you'll scarce hold true/ We pass his windpipe out to you." (Pass around a cold boiled noodle.) "The next you soon will understand/ is simply poor Smith's cold right hand." (Pass around a rubber glove stuffed with wet sand.) "His vertebrae once needed much,/ You now shall have within your touch." (Pass around empty spools strung on string.) "Now hearken while midst dreadful groans/ You hear the clank of poor Smith's bones." (Clank chains and moan.)