Thursday, October 30, 2008
Frightday, finally
My wife laughed uncontrollably, “nice costume” she finally blurted out, “what are you, cottage cheese gone bad?” You see, I had just climbed from the shower and was, er, well, nekkid if you must know. I am pretty well past the time of dressing up in silly costumes, getting drunk and throwing up on them. The costume stores won’t take them back if that happens you know. I still puzzle about what to do with the Wonder Woman costume with the red wine stains down the front. In fact, I don’t remember...
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