ME: Oh yay! My checks are here! I don't need to give you the rent money in cash anymore!
MY ROOMMATE: Oh, that's checks? I thought maybe it was a sex toy.
ME:
Oh hey, get this! I went to a Halloween party last night that featured exactly ONE Sexy ____ costume and I'm pretty sure his Sexy Mormon was meant as a subversion. I showed up sans costume but was immediately outfitted in a riding hat, blazer, and horse competition buttons. It actually looked kind of perfect.
Other than my five minute fix thanks to the hostess and our Sexy Mormon, I saw:
Barry Gibb
a jellyfish
an Instagram (genius - it was a picture frame with pantyhose over it that she held up to her face)
rain and snow
girlfriends dressed as each other, complete with fake tattoos
TWO cosmonauts
an oldschool princess
a squirrel
an evil scientist
Facebook (complete with paper to post on the timeline and little Likes so you could paste those on too)
THEATRE PEOPLE. YES.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have some online shopping to do. I wouldn't want to ruin my cred...
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