I don't know why everyone just loves hearing A doorbell ring while you're cozy on the couch to open to a 2ft bat man and his soccer mom mother, and the worst part of all Bat Man is shy so his soccer mom mother has to say, "What do you say sweetie? Say trick-or-treat!" They think just because you take the effort to go into a local Wal Mart and buy a cheat costume that they deserve sweets from my pantry.
No you little shit! Clean my room, buy me some groceries, do my chores. Then I might give you half of a Reece's Cup. The thing about kids in this day and age is that they never EVER know the most important part, the part we can't stress enough. You made me get up.... YOU MADE ME GET UP while I was just cozy on my couch, you made me get off ass ass and give you some sweets. While i'm waiting there looking awkward waiting for a response from the child before I tie him up to a NASA space ship and send his ass to the moon because little greedy shits like 2 ft Batman don't deserve to be anywhere near a million miles away from this planet, The shit just stands there with his blue Avatar-Water-AirBending-looking-ass eyes and finally the soccer mom has to say, "Say thank you!" The little 2ft batman shithead tells me, "Dank yuu"
That was my rant. So what's your favorite candy bar? Mine's 3 Musketeers.