4 Things You Are Regretting On The Day After Halloween
I hope you little bastards enjoyed yourselves. Because if my calculations are correct, whatever you did last night, during the darkest, sweatiest hours of All Hallows Eve, you're probably regretting it now. How could I know this, unless I was a witch of some sort? Answer: I'm a witch of some sort, specifically, a statistician. You see, it turns out that the day after Halloween sees an enormous spike in instances of massive, rocking-in-the-fetal-position displays of regret. Knowing that my readers are not prone to sober decision making or fudge-restraint, I can safely conclude that you did something wrong last night, and are feeling it today.
"uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgh"
Obviously, Halloween is a different holiday for different people, their experiences varying based on their age. The young trick-or-treater in their store-bought Hannah Montana costume has a vastly different experience than the 20-something hipster going to a party in their store-bought Hannah Montana costume. It should come as no surprise then that the biggest post-Halloween regrets also vary significantly by age. I've listed these regrets below, because that's kind of what we do around here, and also because list-based material is easily digestible for the hungover comedy patron. Note that this list of regrets is sorted by age group, so depending on when you were born or your personal mental development, you'll likely find one of these items ringing particularly true to you on this remorseful November morning.
Ages 3+: Ate Too Much Candy
For people of trick-or-treating age, Halloween is one of the first real experiences they'll have with with the fallout of their own excesses, in this case, from eating too much candy. It's a hangover for children, but less morally troubling; something wholesome and ready for prime time audiences.
Recall the controversial episode of Diff'rent Strokes when Arnold drank a wine cooler and held a knife to Mr. Drummond's throat -- aired only once and now no longer spoken of.
For young children, the very notion of "regret" might be a little fuzzy. A child sick on low-grade milk chocolate can sense that something's wrong, and may even be told by his parents that his tummy ache is related to him eating two thousand sawdust-based Milk Duds the night before. But given the all-around deliciousness of candy, it's impossible for a child to grasp the very concept of "too much candy."
"Too much what? Bullshit mom. Yeah, I said it."
Ages 12+: Low On Digits
As children get older, they develop a curious aversion to the activities which only a few months earlier would have caused them great joy. Whether due to peer pressure, hormones or the urging of the liberal media, these children choose to leave behind wholesome trick-or-treating and take up more sinister Halloween pastimes, like wearing dark clothes and doing domestic terrorism. Why teenagers seem to take such delight in busting up other people's shit is still a mystery, although when queried, many behavioral scientists will cough and point at the phrase "Because They're Dicks" on their whiteboard full of brainstorming ideas.
Here, two scientists expose a teenage male to high levels of radiation because they hate him.
Industrialized teenagers, like those found in the typical North American suburbs, will often make use of fireworks during their Halloween night dick-being. How they use these fireworks varies, although it's usually a safe bet it won't be per the manufacturers sarcastically offered safety instructions. Throwing explosives at their friends seems to be a popular choice, perhaps out of a primitive instinct to thin out weak members of the herd. And because the weakest members of the teenage herd are the ones least aware of the quality-control issues in Chinese firework factories, the morning after every Halloween usually reveals a few teenagers who have traded fingers for cautionary stories they can relate during public speaking engagements.









In Texas it wouldn't even be an issue of being let off with a warning. If people are vandalizing your house you can just f*****g kill them as long as you do it in one shot. Or if you shoot once and they keep vandalizing or coming towards you. If they start running after one shot you can't keep firing.
ReplyI fucked a candy covered elephant, shot 2 people, lost a finger AND I FEEL GREAT!
Reply"I fucked a candy covered elephant,"
AND YOU DIDN'T CALL ME THE NEXT DAY LIKE YOU PROMISED.
Well, I've matured past the party-fouls and haven't reached shooting-kids-age, so not surprisingly, I have no halloween regrets.
Reply...except perhaps picking the username Mike_Hawk.
I'm lying down, panting, and giggling to myself right now. I think this article just had sex with me...
ReplyShot a kid?... LOL
ReplyThat last one was kind of harsh.
ReplyBiggest regret: buying a huge amount of candy, then getting a mere three trick-or-treaters.
ReplyAnd it's all the crap cheap candy I don't like.
Did it ever occur to you to not be such a cheapass such that you would have leftovers worth eating?
OMG right? trick-or-treating was a bust this year. had two dozen at the most, and that's being generous.
"I hope that's figurative s**t I'm smelling"
ReplyBest. Fucking. Line. Ever.
my regret in party is i burn my friend costume and destroy his party because of my fire cracker and candle haaah bad day
ReplyAre you still drunk?
I... I woke up this morning and had no recollection of the previous 24hrs. I remember getting ready for Dark Harbor, but after that it's all fuzzy. I remember someone (me?) sobbing and/or laughing hysterically. I remember eyes that seemed to peer from the ceiling. I remember running.
ReplyI later went to the hospital because I was bleeding from somewhere I never bleed before, but the doctors kept mumbling something about "equipment error" and "need re-testing" and refused to show me the X-ray or MRI they took.
Menstruation. That's probably what it was.
Congrats. You've been knocked up by a demon! I wish you and your little spawn of the devil the best of luck! You're going to need it...
Weird, I'm 21 and still getting sick from candy.
ReplyI'm 20 years old and got my first sugar hangover this year...
This description was pretty spot on, except it's MY pistol, and her name is Anna.
Reply Hide All See All 3 RepliesSometimes you salt the rim of the barrel and it almost tastes like those margaritas you so enjoy. Your father always told you "put down them girly drinks and have abeer ya gotdamned pansy"! That's why you had to stab him... 37 times... With a potato peeler.
WHY DADDY WHYYYYYYYY?!
I'm sorry, was that too specific?
As a gun owner, I can only hope that was a bad, vaguely disturbing joke.
Of course it's an overly specific joke. Who the hell would name their gun Anna?
Not too specific. Just awesome.
I'm 21. I walk my nephew trick or treating. Get candy from the few neighbors that have been arund forever and know me. Go to the movies and sneak in said candy with friends.
ReplyBy the way i live in neighborhoods with OLD people who watched me grow up. I honestly do not think any of them know i'm 21 yet as my neighbor sent me a birthday gift october 10th (my bday was september 10th) and it was a barbie purse....
Add alcohol. You'll find out why all your friends look forward to Halloween so much.
I had a gun on me when I gave out candy because of local gangs. Didn't shoot anyone. I regret not thinking about the teenagers though.
ReplyI put together a costume with a raven mask, hood, and trench coat, with some of my police garb underneath. As expected, it wasn't a huge success with the opposite sex.
ReplyWasting it on my punk ass football team (Chargers) instead of going to a costume party! Oh well, drinks happen either way!
ReplyI took my 2-year-old trick-or-treating for the first time! Highlight of the year. He made the cutest Batman ever! Halloween was on a Monday so all that happened later on was my boyfriend and I watching a scary movie at home.
ReplyNow the Saturday before Halloween was bar night... lmao!!
But was there sex?
Don't be silly. Two years old is far too young for sex.
I'm in High School, and I went trick-or-treating... >.>
ReplyI trick or treated in high school too, but it was only to friends of the familys houses or those who leave a bowl out after the little kids went to bed. it was followed by a late night movie.
is it bad that i now want to be a Yup Yup monster next halloween?
ReplyYou be a yup yup, and I'll be your nope nope. Those were always my favorite dudes.
THEY'RE MARTIANS. also, I think it's yip. or yep. yep yep yep yep yep yep yep, uh huh. uh huh. yep yep yep yep you, yep yep yep yep me, yep yep yep yep baby, yep yep yep yep family!
I got very drunk but didn't do anything stupid, left feeling a buzz of success, and then an old drunk shaking man told me he was going to kill himself, had a fit on me, begged me to ride in the ambulance with him and then at the hospital revealed that he was a drug addict and homeless and had no family or friends. Also it turned out it was his birthday. At 4am I finally managed to leave, but felt so guilty about it that I let him kiss me and, undoing my incredibly nerve-wracking and impressively selfless good deed, gave him a fake phone number and made my mum come pick me up.
ReplyThanks for letting me get that off my chest.
don't worry, he was also a liar.
mouth herpes is forever...