It means we want Halloween and it's what kids in Mexico say instead of trick or treat. I'm no cultural anthropologist, but I'm pretty sure the Mexican Halloween is an imported, bastardized version of our elaborate, sugar-filled consumer fetish—in the same way the American Halloween is just a distorted descendant of Celtic traditions, now gone completely awry. Instead of the bonfires of falls past, which attracted bugs that attracted bats, we now buy plastic, bat-shaped stand-ins, hang them like model planes, and call it a holiday. Even the extortionist roots of trick-or-treating have fallen away. Today if a house can't deliver, kids politely go to the next one, no tricks and no hard feelings. But I digress.