THINGS A GROUP OF 8 YEAR OLDS SAID TO ME WHILE I WAS HANDING OUT CANDY

  1. Your breath smells
  2. You're lame.
  3. You're 20 and you're still doing this. That's lame.
  4. I'm not scared of you, I know your mum's name... It's Emma.
  5. I have perfect aim! (she proceeded to throw a chocolate at my head)
  6. *chanted* WE HATE YOU! WE HATE YOU! WE HATE YOU!
    All of them were chanting. All of them. For ages.