.Asain-Skiier
Active member
I grew up in a college town, and one Halloween our doorbell rang and we
opened the door expecting to see trickortreater—but what was in front
of our open door—was another door! Like, a full-on wooden door, that
had a sign that said “Please knock.” So we did, and the door swung open
to reveal a bunch of college dudes dressed as really old grandmothers,
curlers in their hair, etc, who proceeded to coo over our “costumes”
and tell us we were “such cute trick or treaters!” One even pinched my
cheek. Then THEY gave US candy, closed their door, picked it up and
walked to the next house. MLIA
opened the door expecting to see trickortreater—but what was in front
of our open door—was another door! Like, a full-on wooden door, that
had a sign that said “Please knock.” So we did, and the door swung open
to reveal a bunch of college dudes dressed as really old grandmothers,
curlers in their hair, etc, who proceeded to coo over our “costumes”
and tell us we were “such cute trick or treaters!” One even pinched my
cheek. Then THEY gave US candy, closed their door, picked it up and
walked to the next house. MLIA
