Brandon was telling of his time he had on Holloween senior year of high school.


"It was tight, dude, and it was dark.  The mood was set, the time was right, and I was ready to raise hell!  I had it all planned out.  Early in the day after school got out I drove my ass to the costume shop and bought myself a Jack Sparrow outfit.  I paid in full and I changed right there in the store.  Then I went to McDonalds and got some fries and a Whopper before I hit the streets.  Walked in and they was all like 'Brandon, I know it's you, you ***!' I was excited, boy.

So I leave Mickey Dees and head home.  My baby bro was busy settin' up the front porch.  We had hay and punkins and a punkin man sittin' in a rocking chair!  We even had ghosts and *** floatin' around!  Spooky ***, bro!  So I walk up to Ryan (Brandon's little brother) and said 'Aye, yo!  Sweet job, kid!'  I looked at him and he had red paint all over him.  It was tight.

So about an hour went by when we saw the first trick or treaters.  I was crouched down behind the punkin man waitin' for them to come up.  Ryan was all like 'oh hey guys!  Scary costumes!' an' that was my cue to jump out from behind the chair and scare the *** OUT OF THEM!!  Haha, we got them good.  And a few other kids.

A couple hours passed of doin' that over and over.  Kids were wettin' their PANTS they were so scared!  At one point, though, I accidentally knocked off the punkin man from the chair.  That's when I decided I should prolly go in and start drinkin' (after all, it was Holloween).  But before I could go inside, I saw two cops walk up to my step.  They were carrying somethin', I couldn't really tell since it was so dark.  Guy walks up to me and says 'Scuse me, kid, are you the one scaring these kids?' I was like 'Uh, hell yeah, oinkficers!' Guy looks me up and down and says 'Sir, one of the people you scared tonight walked away from your house and had a freak out.  They even hospitalized him.  That's punishable, sir.'

Dude handcuffed me!  I was yellin' 'I know my rights!  I know my rights!'  The other cop walks over to what he was carrying, turned out to be a briefcase.  'Sir, I'mma have to ask you to get down.  And boogey!' And he pulls out a small boombox with beats bumpin'.  THEY RIP THEIR CLOTHES OFF AND start dancin'!  I'm handcuffed sittin' on the chair with my hands behind it!  I was stuck!  Somebody played a *** prank on me!  They kept dancin' and dancin' and I was yellin' and yellin' for like ten minutes!

First guy finally stops and says 'Happy Holloween, Brandon!'  I was pissed, dude.

To this day I have no idea who pulled that on me.  I'mma still find out who made that Holloween the worst I've ever had."


After Brandon hung up the phone I smiled.