As a Jewish child, if your parent didn’t let you dress up for Halloween, it was the worst. Purim can’t compete with Halloween. The drinking. The candy. The women. It’s just an unmatched holiday juggernaut. And if you were a boy and couldn’t be a transformer, or a power ranger, or a super hero, your parents were just the fucking worse.
These parents are also worst parents. Not because their costumes aren’t Hipstertastic, but because their children will hate them forever. And I don’t blame them.
Van Gogh was a dick.