Sitting in my house all by myself. Left my porch light on by accident. I didn't have any money to buy candy, so therefore I could not accommodate trick-or-treaters.
Little kids come ring the doorbell. I don't answer, so the smallest one walks around the corner and bangs on my garage door. The whole time I'm sitting at the peephole watching.. so as this little kid is leaving, he TRIPS and falls into a big bush I got sitting in front of my house. Lands right on his fucking face.
HAHAH ultimate karma. Little bastard.
Hate kids sometimes.