Whores and candy.
Halloween really is my favorite celebration. It’s funny I say that though, because on average I have about the worst excuse for a costume of anyone I’m ever with on the holiday. I throw stuff together at the last moment that is almost never what I planned on for the six months leading up, and usually I spend more time thinking about how ‘next year we’ll actually get the entire cast of Saved by the Bell together and win some costume contests’ than I do actually putting together a halfway decent costume of my own.
Yet I don’t think Halloween is so much about my costume as it is about the finer things. Nurses. Kitty cats. Sexy devils. It’s about the whores. That’s what this holiday is really about.
And the candy, too. Definitely the candy. Three Musketeers, specifically.
3 years ago