Bright Red Jumpsuits

October is here, and what an awesome month it is. Trees are turning color and you get that great autumn smell. But you know what the great part is? Scaring children! Like you don't. Everyone does. When a kid comes up to my door and has the nerve to ask me to give him candy then he's just asking to get scared. So what do I do? I do what every one else does! I pull out a butcher knife and chase the little bastard down the street! No I'm just kidding, but just to let you know, I'm on the edge this Halloween. But then why would a kid like me stay inside and hand out candy when he could be outside getting his own? Because he's too old? Hell no, because that's what I'm going to do. Besides it's the one night of the whole year that you get to go outside with a costume on and not be ridiculed 'till your ego is smashed and you're lying there crying your eyes out because big Jimmy decided to make fun of your well put toghether ensemble that mommy made you. I've trick or treated every Halloween of my life, and just because I'm growing facial hair and am able to join the local boy's bass choir doesn't mean I'm going to throw away such a sacred and well practiced tadition. I love trick-or-treating and nothing anyone says is going to change that. (Except of course Carmen Electra)