Halloween

I hate costumes. I hate scary movies. And I hate people who act stupid just because they think they can. You see where I’m going with this? Yes, that’s right, I hate Halloween.

This should come as no surprise to anyone since I’ve been pretty vocal about it. But damn, Halloween riles me up and annoys me more and more each year…it’s kinda like my total disgust and hatred for Valentine’s Day. Same category.

I think my deep rooted hatred for Halloween began when I was a child. I remember numerous times when my “good natured and well meaning” friends thought it was totally hilarious to scare me shitless knowing that I am the biggest chicken on the planet. And when I say the biggest chicken on the planet…I’m not kidding. I’m pretty sure everyone can attest to that. The smallest sounds, the slightly scariest movies, anything unusual can totally make me jump right out of my skin. So it should be no surprise that I hate Halloween.

I really don’t have anything else to say…I just want to pretend that Halloween doesn’t exist.