whoa, dude...

i just stumbledupon this, which actually was on a site and then quoted from another:

I grew up in a college town, and one Halloween our doorbell rang and we opened the door expecting to see trickortreater—but what was in front of our open door—was another door! Like, a full-on wooden door, that had a sign that said “Please knock.” So we did, and the door swung open to reveal a bunch of college dudes dressed as really old grandmothers, curlers in their hair, etc, who proceeded to coo over our “costumes” and tell us we were “such cute trick or treaters!” One even pinched my cheek. Then THEY gave US candy, closed their door, picked it up and walked to the next house.

— np312 on MetaFilter

how utterly cool would that be, eh?

{oh, and it turns out there are hundreds of thousands versions of this same story floating around in the tubes of the internets; but it all comes down to this dudette...np312, check it!}