I just remember one Halloween, my mother forced me to go, one lady was so kind to me and gave me some candy. I'll never forget her. We were passing trick-or-treaters in costume and there was I in my sensible shoes and knee length skirt carting a bag containing... magazines! Isn't this, like, child abuse? Although in hindsight, I guess my attire WAS a costume of sorts, now wasn't it?
Q: What are you going to go as on Halloween?
A: A JW!
NOT!