>Hear ring at my door
>Open it to 7/10 with her tween daughter
>Mother looks at me and is immediately terrified
> Be embodiment of masculinity
> Long flowing beard, muscles and hair everywhere, beer belly, etc
> I can almost smell how oppressed she is by now
> Me: "Yes?"
> Daughter looks up to me
> "T-T-Trick or Treat"
> I pull out my candy and already the mother is in tears
> I look the mother right in the eye as I slowly stick my king size butterfinger into her daughter's bag
> Mom:"T-T-Thank you"
> Me: "My privilege"