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All I got for trick or treaters was a bunch of little bastards. Half the time they didn't even say anything, much less give a "Thank you" after I gave them candy. They just pounded on my door, held their bags out, then turned around and went to the next door.
Yeah, good costumes you little pricks. And you're welcome!
But seriously, I love Halloween. Every year the costumes get smaller, and I get drunker.
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