TRICK OR TREAT?

I may have reached the age (okay, I reached the age a good while ago) when it's no longer admissible to dress up and go trick or treating, but this item that I stumbled across today provides quite the novel alternative when it comes to celebrating the holiday:

“I grew up in a college town, and one Halloween our doorbell rang and we opened the door expecting to see trickortreaters—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.”*

Not only do I love this, but I'm determined to do it at some point in my life. . .even if it entails my being a real-life old grandmother by the time it happens.





*story courtesy of mylifeisaverage.com -- knowledge of said website courtesy of the good 'ol teenagers in my life who seem to know every nook and cranny of the internet