Swhet Productions

So it's that time of year again. The weather gets colder, candy is bought, and kids dress up as vampires, mummies, ghouls, and pokemon. Of course as we all get older, we all wish we could trick-or-treat without being frowned at or told to go get drunk litke normal teenagers. Now, most people won't turn you away if you have a decent costume. One that you worked hard on and makes them want to actually show appreciatition for what you have done, and reward you with free candy. Halloween is supposed to be a innocent holiday. A day for kids, and a day for dressing up. Now, even though we can't trick-or-treat, us older people can still dress up.

Of course, somehow, the innocence of dressing up and trying to be scary or cooky, changed into seeing who can dress up in the most controversial outfits, seeing who can get away with wearing as little as they can. Dressing up as homeless people, sex trade workers,  or Justin Timberlake and Andy Samberg. It's honestly kind of depressing. And the girls, my god the girls. As one of my good friends said "Fishnet stockings make you look like a piece of meat." You know? The kind you throw into an oven, and cook at 450 degrees.  So most girls decide to dress up as a piece of meat, and when you ask them what they are, they say "A cat." Uhh. "What the fuck? I don't eat cats." And then you notice the tiny head band with tiny ears hidden in their hair. 

It takes all of my will power not to say "Really? Because last time I checked, cats don't walk around naked trying to get raped." Because that's honestly all I see. I girl who figures she should be worth nothing more then the skin on her body. It took hundreds of years for women to gain equality, and then they do nothing but present themselves as that of what they used to be thousands of years ago. Items that should be used as nothing but procreation. "I'm a slutty devil." Last time I checked, there was only one devil. And his name was Lucifer, and was a dude. If anything, he'd be a pimp. As for slutty angels, well, you're going to hell, so don't even try.

I really appreciate the time and effort it took for you to squeeze into that skin tight suit, I really do. With your badonka-donk clearly visable and your boobs pressed up so high your chin is resting on them. But if someone asks you what the fuck you are, PLEASE be honest, and say a slut. You're not hiding anything, and you know that's what you look like. Whether you actually are or not is beyond me, but don't try to mask it. Please. You've ruined one of my favourite holidays by becoming a faceless, imaginationless tramp.

Maybe you're doing it because you want attention. Well you wanna know the real skinny? All the guys that look at you, aren't look at you, they are looking at your chest. And as soon as you walk past, they'll look at the girl behind you, and forget about you.

It's just not right. Those costumes were originally made for hookers and for couples doing things behind closed doors. This is what I've believed for my whole life, and this is what I always believe. Halloween is a dying holday. And the whores aren't helping it's case. So to sum it up: Be original, you're more likely to be remembered. And if you DO dress as a slut, just admit that's what you are. Because what else could you honestly be?