Trick or treat smell my feet!

It’s Halloween in a small town. All the kids will be out dressed at their favorite animals and superheros and running up and down the street begging for just another candy bar.
They’ll come to your door and say with such delight “TRICK OR TREAT!!!”

I’ve never really been one to go out and participate in the adult festivities that go on.
I’m more of the celebrate Halloween on Christmas, just like Jack and Sally.

However that leads to the question of what do I do tonight?

I will answer the door with my costume mask on and attempt to frighten the little ones that insist on stealing my candy.

Halloween is celebrated all weekend long. The woman will dress like stripper versions of their favorite animals and the men with dress like brave actors from their favorite movies hoping to win over the cute little kitten in the corner.

This holiday really started to turn me off when my age group was the one wearing the least amount of clothing. And if you dress like anything remotely horrific or terrifying then you are just a nerd and most likely asked “why are you wearing so many layers?”

Well chief it’s 40 degrees out and I really don’t want to freeze my ass of just so you can look at it.

Halloween has more of a meaning than that in my eyes. It’s the thrill of being a villan for a night, it’s the fun of throwing fake blood at all your friends when you jump out and scare the crap out of them.
It’s the fun of not being yourself for the night and NOT having to worry about what you looking like. Not dressing up like a stripper and spending every 5 minutes in the bathroom because your hair went flat and your eyeliner is running down your face… not to mention when you have 20 women in the bathroom it tends to stay a little warmer.

This world is fallen. We basically live in a live porn where everyone is trying to get laid and toddlers dance like female rappers… Halloween is where all of that for one night, or a weekend is just looked past and considered to be “cute”.

My mind is erupting with the pranks that I could play on a woman dressed as Eve…

Oh on all Hallows’ Eve where then men and woman parade around dressed like circus animals and acting way more uncontrolled. The evening where alcohol flows through the street and 4″ heels are carried in the hand of every grown woman acting like a child. Where the mascara falls into the sinks of every bar bathroom because their boyfriend slapped the ass of the wrong cat. And where the rebellious ones stand in the corner and wait for the all mighty to fall so they can rule the night for once!

Happy Halloween…