Some of you have very little sense of childhood wonder. I find it slightly ridiculous to have a problem with one night a year in which kids get to dress up and have some fun. I'm sorry. It doesn't mean that you are more mature to not like things. That is not the definition of maturity. And if you don't want kids coming to your house then turn your fucking porch light off.
Halloween is my daughters favorite holiday. She loves getting dressed up and going to see monsters. I think it's more about the excitement of being out at night and knowing that "this is the night that the monsters come out". I tell my daughter that the people with their lights out have been eaten by the gobbling monsters.
I actually get quite resentful of people who don't participate. If you are too much of a cheap and miserly piece of shit to spring for 15 dollars worth of candy then at least turn your light off. Instead of having fun and running to the next house, my daughter has to stand there, wondering if you are coming to the door. If you are the cause of disappointment in my daughter on one of her favorite days, I will not like you.
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