Halloween's quite different from what I expected. It's more like a sexy dress up Halloween day. What does Lady Gaga or Little Debbie or a man with three-foot-long pennis have to do with something scary? Anyway, I talked to friends about what to wear and if dressing up as a gothic Victorian would be a great idea but my friends protested, "NOOOOOOO! Nothing scary but sexy." Then, I was told a hundred times that Halloween here is a dress up party and I ended up getting a French Maid costume.




The scariest thing I saw that night was a man in a clown mask looking out the window while driving a car which sent a shiver down my spine and reminded me of IT Clown. This.
I'm anti-clown.
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