double double toil and trouble

Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it. Unfortunately, I didn't know about the slut rule so I came to school looking like this...

Typical conversation:
Person: Oh, uh, hey Lexy. What are you?
Wait. Let me start that again...
Person: WHAT ARE YOU?!
Me: A haunted toy box. DUH.

So yes, there you have it, this past Halloween I decided to be awesome and dress up like a haunted toy box. I was often inundated with questions such as: "What are you?" "What's that?" and the occasional (by that, I mean one), "Are you a pet cemetery?!"

Allow me to explain the evolution of my outfit in the form of thought bubbles prior to the Wednesday Costume Day.
Monday evening: Hmm, a garbage can might be fun...
Tuesday morning: I've never been anything scary... Ooh, how about a HAUNTED garbage can?
Tuesday evening: [after hours of searching] No garbage cans with cut-able bottoms exist. I'm not impressed with the high-quality of garbage these days.
Tuesday (again) evening: Hmm. Why not be a haunted toybox?! [invades dollar store and childhood toys]
Tuesday (later evening): [makes haunted toybox]
Tuesday (even later evening): [completes haunted toybox]
Wednesday morning: [comes to school]


If you fail to comprehend the concept of "haunted toybox," here's the low-down: picture childhood toys RESURRECTED FROM THE DEAD. Mwahahah... Basically a true story.

I love Halloween. Am I too old for trick-or-treating? Definitely. Did I go anyways? DEFINITELY. Did I go trick-or-treating with my sister and her friends? Um, no comment. (In regards to the latter of the questions, this situation can be twisted to emphasize my awesomeness. Why? Because my LITTLE sibling wasn't going to go trick-or-treating because the LITTLE 'un felt "too old." Fortunately, I convinced her - yes, I realize the major reversed role situation - and she, in turn, convinced her LITTLE friends. Obviously I am a role model for the young and cool.)

Rest assured that Halloween is my favourite holiday and child obesity is a growing problem.
How was YOUR Halloween? What did you go as? Favourite Halloween moment EVER?!

P.S. How much do you want to steal one of those adorable babies that go around grasping on their parental's hand and squealing TRICK-OR-TREAT (or, in my case, shield their eyes and cry. Kidding.)? I wanted to stuff one in my bag and eat 'er up...