First of all, if you’re a teenager and you’re going to go trick or treating, wear a costume.  I trick or treated all through junior high and I managed to actually put a costume together (Raggedy Ann complete with red yarn hair, freckles, dress and a flapper with fringey dress, sequins, headband w/feather).  Black clothes with makeup (for a guy) or tank tops, short skirt, and fishnet hose (for girls) ARE. NOT. COSTUMES!

I had a bad experience with trick or treat tonight.  Some teenagers, I’m guessing 14-16 years old, came up.  Trick or treat blah blah.  I gave them candy (3 Kit Kat bars).  One kid, the first or second one I gave candy to, as his friends were walking away, came up and stood over me.  I was sitting in a chair under the light next to our driveway.  He yelled, "Gimme gimme gimme".  I told him I already gave  him candy (3 Kit Kat bars!).  He argued with me for a second, and when I didn’t back down, he lunged at me.  Yep, you read that right.  He lunged at me, like he was going to knock me backwards out of the chair.  He stopped about an inch from my face and screamed in my face.  I mean, full on screamed.  I could smell his punk breath.  When I didn’t react, he turned and joined his friends who were already up the street.  He called me names and all that shit.  Sweet boy, I’ve been called a bitch so many times in my life, I don’t even blink.  My feelings are not hurt.

Believe it or not, I was in no way scared, nervous, or intimidated.  I was pissed.  I wanted to get up and punch the little fucker in the face (or rip his small little penis off); I might have if I knew I would never get in trouble.  You may not know this about me.  But, I am a bitch.  Shit like that does not scare me and I won’t back down.  I have made people cry more than once in my life (only if they’re mean, nasty and really deserve it).  I wish I could’ve with this little dickface.  He never would have done it if Doug was sitting there next to me.  Or Doug would’ve punched the fucker in the face.  However, it scared our neighbors.  They came over after it happened to invite me to come and sit with them so I didn’t have to sit by myself.  We never talk to these neighbors (I won’t say anything about their 6 cars here), but I was grateful that they were watching out for me.  Especially after that stupid fucking kid threatened them before he came over to my house.  What the fuck is wrong with some kids?  I didn’t know anyone who acted like that.  Even the bad kids at my school never acted like that. 

Rant over.  Little punk ass kids of the world, don’t fuck with me.  You’re not going to get any more candy.