There we stand in our costumes, looking at a guy in a flimsy robe and yet he is the one that looks surprised! "Trick or treat" we nervously call out. As if things couldn't get any worse from behind him we hear, "Who's at the door?" Of course we all look to his right and there cozied up on the couch with one boob hanging out (yes, one full view boob) and a sheet draped over the other regions is a hazardly looking female.
"Hey, it's Halloween!" Mr. Gigolo proclaims. "Hold on you guys, I'm sure I have something for you."
This was when we should have run away. Instead I think curiosity got the best of us because we just had to know what this guy could conjure up. As he strolls back to us, in his hands is a box of Nilla wafers. He rips open the box and says, "Let me see your bags kids," and proceeds to dump Nilla wafers into our bags as if he was putting cereal in a bowl.
From this tale we should all learn to stay away from Mr. Gigolo's house on Halloween...or any other night for that matter!