“What the hell are you supposed to be?”

“I say unto you; trick or treat, anoint my feet, give me something good to eat.”

“Oh great, another teenager too old for trick or treating, but you throw on your worst clothes and say you’re a bum just to score some free candy.”

“Nay, my child, I am your Lord and…”

“Well you are a bum, if you ask me, even without that pathetic excuse for a costume. No Snickers for you, deadbeat! Here, have some raisins.“ 


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