Seen at the Skytrain Halloween Party on the Broadway Station platform, about which more later…but definitely the best costume out there. More than one group of tourists wanted to get their picture taken with him, although the men generally steered clear of him and pretended he didn’t exist…as they walked slowly by, turning beet red. I told him not to gesticulate too much, for then he lumped up and looked like he was going as “And this is your poontang on HPV”.
Second best was the fellow who dressed as The Son of Man, by Rene Magritte. Apparently, the party was full of art majors, because everyone got it, unlike the time I went as the Empire State Building. You’da thought the airplane deely bobbers and the monkey around my neck would have given it away, but no. Next time I hold the Barbie Doll too.
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