When I was eight, I went trick or treating as Mickey Mouse.
When a man refused to give me some candy, I egged his house.
My friends started cheering because they were proud of me.
But I didn't know that the man has a son who's seven feet three.
He ripped off my costume and I forgot to wear anything underneath.
I had to cover my genitalia and my butt with a rock and a leaf.
I have something very important to say to you.
Don't egg anybody's house because they might have a son who's over seven feet tall too.