The minute I became old enough to say “f--k this”, I said “f--k this”.....

I never liked Halloween. Being asked to dress up in a costume always made me feel silly. Plus, it was always so cold outside that the effect was ruined with a winter coat draped over my Spiderman gear….or whatever it was I was wearing. Always the plastic mask with the elastic thing stapled to the sides, which would ALWAYS snap. As a near-catatonic introvert, being forced to knock on a stranger’s door and tell a joke in order to get a fucking Snickers bar made me want to throw up. The minute I became old enough to say “fuck this”, I said “fuck this”.