2. Trying to dance at a friend's Halloween party in my giant turkey costume. Nothing makes you feel more like a seventh wheel than when the other six people dancing are couples and you're the only one not dressed like a human being.
3. Apparently our neighborhood is a trick-or-treating hotspot. Like parents shuttle their kids in from the hinterlands for our diversity of candy options and short distances between doorsteps (or at least a favorable ratio of those two factors). So we were slammed. And often by kids that either didn't have the money or the time to put much into their costumes. Which is fine, no fault of theirs. But there's something really really disturbing about opening the front door to seven children staring at you rather desperately with their regular clothes on but their faces smeared with fake blood.
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Any pictures of said turkey costume?
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