Jeb Bush: Hippie
Jeb's iconic, "Sorry Mom" tweet in reference to his past marijuana use will likely go down in the history books. Instead of laying low and waiting for people to forget his confession, I think he should strike while the iron is hot and dress up as a hippie for Halloween. Yeah, he smoked pot, but he can laugh at his mistakes! His 'stick it to the man" costume might not go over well with all of the American people, but let me tell you, I would LOVE to see Jeb Bush in a pair of high-waisted bell bottoms and a suede, fringe vest. Legalize it, man!
Bernie Sanders: Doc from "Back To The Future"
Bernie totally has the Doc look down ... it's almost too good. Bernie has the age, the radical ideas, the eyebrows, and the wacky, white hair to easily pass for Doc. I'm serious, people. Smack a pair of goggles and a lab coat on him and bam! Feel that bern, Senator.
Donald Trump: Donald Trump
When you're Donald Trump, Halloween isn't a priority. Thankfully, when you're a self-obsessed, arrogant vulture who feeds of the weak by brainwashing them in an attempt to rule the world and live forever, that's scary enough. No costume needed! I never thought I would say this, but nice work, Trump!
Marco Rubio: A Rubix Cube
Okay, stay with me on this one. Marco Rubio would totally throw this big Halloween party at his house and come downstairs wearing this ridiculous, poorly-made Rubix cube costume that he spent hours on in his garage. He would hover by the punch bowl all night waiting to say to people, "Look! I'm a Rubio cube!" Then he would hysterically laugh, make everyone uncomfortable, and start talking about religion. It would be a weird night.
Hillary Clinton: The President of the United States
No joke, we all know Hillary would completely capitalize on this holiday meant for children and use it as a political platform. I can see it now; a bunch of seven-year-olds knocking on her door giggling for candy only to be met by a beaming Hillary Clinton in a red, white, and blue pantsuit. She would hand them each a campaign pamphlet and a box of raisins. The kids would walk away dejectedly while Hilary waved at the parents with her head held high, repeatedly whispering to herself, "I am the President. I am the President." Then Bill would walk on the porch and drag her inside saying, "Not again, Hillary." Sorry Clinton supporters, but anyone who hands out raisins at Halloween is no friend of mine.
