— Fiction —My Rejected Submission to Cosmo’s Halloween Issue, Entitled “How to Lose a Guy in One Spooky, Scary Night: Halloween Costumes for Those Wanting Out”
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he leaves are changing in color, the air is turning crisp and chilly, and you’re finding that Jeff from Accounting has a newfound interest in you ever since you got side bangs and stopped eating croissants. All this can only mean one thing: it’s time to kick your deadbeat boyfriend to the foliage-covered curb.
Halloween is the perfect time to give that final underwater push to your drowning relationship. The cold weather has arrived, and you’ll no longer need a mate just to accompany you to go et frozen yogurt, summertime’s lubricant of love. And you can’t get caught waiting too long after the balmy summer days have passed to move on with your life, for delaying the inevitable will bring you closer and closer to the holiday season. No one wants an ex’s turkey-coma-induced suicide on their conscience; plus, you’ll need adequate time to develop your new relationship in time for all the candle-lighting and tree-trimming festivities. Jeff from Accounting isn’t going to spend the first three and a half nights of Hanukkah at your parents’ place in Connecticut after one lunch date, you know.
So, just how can one effectively and easily end her pitiful excuse for a relationship while keeping her pillowcase full of delicious candy and treats, not guilt and remorse? Well, as with anything in life, it all comes down to simply dressing the part. And this time, the part is one of a coldhearted wench of a woman that no man, no matter how low his self-esteem or “free” his freelance writing happens to be, would ever consider crawling back to! Without further adieu, we present you with Halloween Costumes to Scare Your Man (Off, Forever).
His Slutty Mom Every man grimaces at the mere thought of any sexual thought involving mommy dearest creeping into his brain. Well, you’ll really drive him nuts when you show up at his door, wearing his mother’s most favorite puppy-patterned turtleneck turned halter top and wide-leg corduroys turned ass-less chaps. You’ll have ‘ol Oedipus running for the door in no time! | |
His Slutty Childhood Golden Retriever | |
His Slutty Pregnant Girlfriend | |
His Slutty Boss Who Laid Him Off | |
Slutty Hitler | |
His Slutty Ex-Girlfriend / Jeff from Accounting’s Slutty, New Girlfriend |