Why I shouldn't be in a group of people

Long story short, Halloween eve (that sounds funny!) my friend's brother, a very non-religious being, was forced to wear a Monk costume. He had facial hair and all, it was very funny. ANYWAY...

While out trick-or-treating, myself, my friend, her sister, and her sister's guest were all in the house. Yea, all four of us. Chatting, enjoying the quiet, while everybody else, the whole house full of people were out trick-or-treating. I didn't bring my hoodie, I'm such a wuss...

So, we were in the kitchen talking, and my friend's brother texted their sister with, "I'm lost. I'm alone. I'm scared, and I need an adult!" it was funny. So, she texted him back with something along the lines of, "Hold hands with Hercules," or something, since her sister's hubby was a Roman or something like that... I don't know.

He replied with, "No touchie!" which made us all crack up.

Well, the best part was yet to come. The Monk costume consisted of a brown robe, big plastic cross, and they gave him some sort of religious book to carry around. It was priceless needless to say... SO, what was REALLY funny was...

Everybody had returned to the party, except for a small group, consisting of their brother. Well, the doorbell rang. Who could that be? More trick-or-treaters? We answered the door and there he was, smiling big, while holding the little book up and said, "Good evening!" and we all laughed because we knew where it would have gone if we let him.

She said afterward that she should have shut the door on him, to make it funnier.

Anyway, that was part of my Halloween. Didn't do too much, but the party was really fun!