Two Dollar Dances
Trick or treating hours end at 9:30 and I turn off the front porch light when that time comes. I'm walking to the kitchen for a beer when Timmy calls. Timmy is going to jail on Monday, for the month of November, so I figure he wants to spend this Saturday night Halloween on some famous times. "Yo. What up?"
"The strip club just sent me a text message. They're hosting a Halloween party tonight. Free admission with a costume. I know you're dressing up, daddy."
"Already dressed, my dude."
"Yeah man. I can pick you up in an hour."
"That's what I like to hear. I'ma see you."