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This is how the craziness begins :: 'mouse :: 7

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After the fifth or sixth time I overheard an old lady say, “Oh my god, that’s the best costume all night,” I went into overdrive figuring out what I’d do for my daughter’s costume for next year to top this one.

November 1, 2007 at 9:29 AM ::

Are you sure they weren’t saying that because you were holding a gun and a sign that read, ‘Say “Oh my god, that’s the best costume all night“‘?

You can call me, 'Sir' on 11/01/07 at 09:39 AM ::

Hey, that’s a good idea. Next year maybe I’ll dress elder daughter up as a bank robber, the younger as her hostage and have them pass people notes that say, “give me all the candy or the little girl’s gonna die.” And then have them insist they’re for real and they need ALL the candy.

'mouse on 11/01/07 at 09:44 AM ::

Then you can stand to the side and mutter, ‘Yes, daddy’s little girl is growing up’.

You can call me, 'Sir' on 11/01/07 at 09:48 AM ::

When I was young I always dressed up as Illegitimate Son. Whenever a man would answer, I’d cry and tell him that I was his illegitimate son, and that unless he gave me $10, I was going to stay there crying until his wife came to the door. 7 out of 10 times it worked.

Keith on 11/01/07 at 09:51 AM ::

Keith, your entrepreneurial nature inspires us all.

My kid dressed as a granny. She wore a muumuu (donated by an actual grandmother), slippers, a grey wig, a shawl, and glasses on a cord. And used a walker. Instead of trick-or-treat, she yelled “Rub my corns!” She says she got extra candy for originality. I think it was because she looked like Norman Bates’s mother.

pam on 11/01/07 at 11:38 AM ::

Rub my corns! You gotta love it!

Keith on 11/01/07 at 12:49 PM ::

Wow. That’s pretty funny. I’d totally empty my entire candy bowl into her bag, then tell the other children to look upon her with awe.

You can call me, 'Sir' on 11/01/07 at 01:21 PM ::

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