We got EIGHT bags of Reeses and KitKats and handed out pretty much all of it during the 3 hours of begging at my mom's 5-story condo building. Omg, so many cute costumes. And Tony the head of Security was walking around as Michael Myers and not talking to anybody and threatening to stab people, but his cute little daughter (dressed as somebody from the 50s, with a poodle skirt) finally knew it was her Daddy (but didn't out him). I had no idea until "Michael" finally said, "don't you know who I am?" under that mask and I recognized his VOICE! "Tony!! omg!!!" Even his own daughter wasn't sure for a while. He was creeping the crap out of everybody, while G was inside watching "Halloween II."
My Mom: "Omg, somebody call Security! Oh ... wait."
Good times.