Men (Straight) Who Think They Have the Monopoly on Loving Halloween Over Other Men (Drag Queens).

There are just scores of straight “men” who love to lay claim to a year-round relishment of Halloween, and declare that you, too, can enjoy it as much as they do any day of the year. And yet, for those who have any familiarity with a certain drag icon named Sharon Needles (or familiarity with drag queens in general), it makes us wonder if these “men” are not aware of any bombast outside of the straight world. And if they are, do they choose simply to ignore any sect that isn’t their own? Well, it wouldn’t surprise one, considering how insular and oblivious the “heteros” are.

Hence, their declarations about fucking Halloween up the asshole with zeal are, to them, truly pure and genuine, as though drag queens don’t dress up in costume literally every damn day. Where’s the credit for that, huh? The unbridled commitment to everything Halloween stands for–entertainment, drinking and disguise–is exhibited by the drag community. Not little bitch “boy” blancos who don’t even put effort into their costume, instead relying on a supposed enthusiasm for horror movies as their crutch. But as Sharon Needles said, “You think this is a fucking costume? It’s a way of life.” And a way of life isn’t something you merely talk about once a year, assholio. So to the “straights” out there claiming Halloween passion, stick to what you know best: disappointing and abandoning.

Men Who Troll On Halloween Expecting Nothing Less Than Getting Laid.

The predatory “man” is nothing new when it comes to the trolling scene. But there is a different class of predator who gets his most joy and fulfillment from trolling on Halloween night, alternatively known as Passed Out Bitches Free-For-All Day. The “man” who typically relishes this frequently offers little in the way of game or finesse, and so Halloween is his one night of the year to take full advantage of various women’s states of inebriation.

"Yo girl, you want some of this?"

“Yo girl, you want some of this?”

Because Williamsburg is one of the many parts of Brooklyn that encourages the donning of costumes, the “man” who trolls in this area on Halloween is made to look even creepier and more disgusting while attempting to flirt in what is presumably the thin veneer of a rapist. If you want to at least pretend like you’re not seeking out the most wasted girl you find on this particular night of the year, try dressing in something that doesn’t make you look like some sort of new-fangled John Wayne Gacy.